Yeah yeah come on with the come on
get down with the get down
I'm swerving steady
They trying to tell me Armageddon's coming
God-damn I ain't even ready
I throw machetes in my brain when I lack resin
I'm off some headies but they hittin me like abscess
Pardon my tardiness but this *****t no absence
Illuminated I be banging *****t like crash test
Like, how that make you feel?
How that make you move
Smoking ***** to jazz music I be in this crazy mood
I look around and it's pretty wild what this world will do
Open up for one (moment/woman) now they all controlling you
I shed a tear for my people who ain't here
Reminiscin' on my boy bradley, he died last year
That's some gruesome *****t I'd rather not get into
Lookin out my window, blowin' out some endo
I question if this is the life that I should live
Seeking righteousness but then I grip the sin and I give in
Melancholy, bumpin billy Holey, until I'm grinnin
Tell my homies what I'm dreamin'
But they tell me I'm trippin'
But the time don't stop
Uh-uh uh uh
And this is really all I got
Uh-uh uh-uh
You either with me or you not
Smoking on some pot, in the parking lot
Thinking how the **** to get on top
Walkin down the avenue I stubble
And recognize that most you people never leaving trumbull
And that's sad to me but ain't no diss to my town
Cause honestly I got to get away this place hold me down
I'm sippin berries tea thinkin about my father in life
This instrumental suit me right I had to get on the mic
You know my styles something like the dark mixed with the light
But most my time I'm just *****in' about some *****t I don't like
Apologize I keep letting down the people I love
I'm either working on my crap trying get me a buzz
Down in my ba*****t, at Tommys Ceres
Yeah thats my fella
Used to hit the blunt up in the woods and kick an acapella
Ever since I started rhymin' serious, *****t's been brighter
My attention spand be lackin' lately yo wheres the lighter
I write songs that splurge
Nothing like some herb just to get the mood right
And when I'm right mark my words
Cause the time don't stop
Uh-uh uh uh
And this is really all I got
Uh-uh uh-uh
You either with me or you not
Smoking on some pot, in the parking lot
Thinking how the hell to get on top
Let's go
Aye-yo
Aye we ridin up
I feel good I feel good I feel good
My man davey's in my room right now
He's lookin at the ceiling
We coolin'
WOOOP!