Doa (feat. Lisa)

Darkness of the night Will you lead me astray Reaching for my life You see something in me Can't get you off my mind, no Ah haa Something strange is coming over me He's right beside me, going... Walking while running outta options I could Uber to the other side of town But my battery life is on... Let me check, shit It's on two percent It ain't nearly enough Like the cash I got in my pocket That's when I see someone stoppin' Hopin' this niga God-sent And this be the procedure She roll the window down I sense some evil demeanour Man I should turn around But where'm I goin' It's two AM in the morning Fuck it, I'm being paranoid Voice in my head tell me Chill, Stop Being Hella Moist He looked me dead inthe face Asked me, Do You Need A Ride So I hop in, I'm just hopin' I'll be alright So Where You Goin' I told him and he just started laughing Said You're In Luck 'Cause That's Exactly Where I'll be Passing I get a sudden sense of relief And relax a little Smile on his face reassured me That I could trust a nigga So we riding, while on the way he be cracking jokes We chuckle up, reach for the dash and he pass me smokes We spark it up, approaching the gas station He asks if I mind waiting I said Nah, still uneasy 'Can't help it, my mind racing So I waited, grateful that I made it this far He got out, and that's when I started searching the car Wondering what I'm in for I'm tryna find some info Who this nigga, what's he plannin' And what's he so kind to me for As I'm going down this rabit hole I found some documents that were inside his cabbin hole I found his ID Dating back a hundred years or so Thinkin' I'm trippin' or something This gotta be a joke He walkin' back and I can't help but notice his pale skin He lookin' back at me with that same grin Open the car, came in Gae me a drink and told me not to worry He got me covered So I thought he wouldn't do me dirty But I still wondered So I let it go and keep it moving Engine runnin' and we're movin' Askin' if he got some music He said Nah, he's under the doob hit I said Nah Nigga, Play The Music You Ain't Got None, Nigga Bullshit Here I Got Some, It's Some New Shit I'm like Who This You Stupid, This' Drake You Know Jay Like The Blueprint, Magna Carta Holy Grail I can see he don't relate I could see it in his face Thinking this is kinda strange So I ask about his age He said he twenty five When, back at seventy five We laugh it off He hit the gas so I buckle up We going fast, What The Fuck Is Up He like Chill Nigga Fuck How You Feel Nigga You Needed Help, Going Through Hell And You Met A Real Nigga And so we kept on talking And we had some thing in common Told me 'bout life and conspiracies How he searching for inner peace He had an empty gaze Staring at the road so eerily I'm tryna hide the fear in me Running from the inner me I take a closer look at his features Skin looked like he bleached it Hand ashy and his nails were the cleanest And a certain smell emerged out the blue But then he just couldn't smell it That's the price I had to pay for convenience Now the headlights flicking from the other side o traffic Made me notice cataracts in is eyes I'm thinking that's it Nigga Pull Over, I'll Be Fine Here He said We Almost There Nigga We Almost Where He said Do Not Despair Before I knew it We were at a memorial site Told me that's where he died and so would I I watched him age right in front of me And got younger right after he Dragged me out the car and hit my forehead with a shovel He said This' What's Become Of Me I'm Grateful For Your Company Thanks For The Recovery And as I try to ask him please...