808's On Psilocybin

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Mvula Drae

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I been climbing trees made of psilocybin
Fly down on a leaf, try to land on an island
Miss out on the city, rather be me in private
Unless I let her beam me up
3D in her iris
I been climbing trees made of psilocybin
Fly down on a leaf, try to land on an island
Miss out on the city, rather be me in private
Unless I let her beam me up
3D in her iris

I been finding peace as I fight off violence
Diving off the deep to a mind of silence
If I'd have known 5G send a nigga into outta space
I'd have died a while ago with all the gram I ate
Took me to my childhood, took me to my momma place
I spoke to my daughter, told her bout how I was raised
Hold me to my honor, don't hold me to my father's name
Goldy on my aura, flaunting all my diamond chains

She said she was well but I saw under the veil
She had conjured up a crying shame
I guess she could tell, by the time I hit the ground
That I would never be quite the same

Yeah,
I left my body there
Like f*ck it, I'm outta here
Dug it and piled it in
Mmm
Don't know bout you but I know where I'm heading
Finna fly loose off this psilocybin

I been climbing trees made of psilocybin
Fly down on a leaf, try to land on an island
Miss out on the city, rather be me in private
Unless I let her beam me up
3D in her iris
I been climbing trees made of psilocybin
Fly down on a leaf, try to land on an island
Miss out on the city, rather be me in private
Unless I let her beam me up
3D in her iris

I ain't cool to carry all of that there baggage
I ain't claim to put me on the map, that's NASA
I ain't no millennial, I backpacked back here
I am from the nitty, all of that lack action
I am from the gritty where the lions roam the city
And a tire burn is anything but slimes popping wheelys
Iron out the pitty that get shy around the litty
You only hate cops if you aint cooping any
I'm the one that got too drunk, how is your bag louder
Buzzin off my 14th hundred in a half hour
Revel in trip queens, they love when the bags ours
Hit them with the humblest miss me's, by rumbling 6 speeds
Riddle me this, I piss similies, my liver need fixing
When I script this strong yall better be listening
I trip dick, pause unless yall get what he meant there
Yall trip balls, and shit, I lift off of these systems

I left my body there
Like f*ck it, I'm outta here
Dug it and piled it in
Mmm
Don't know bout you but I know where I'm heading
Finna fly loose off this psilocybin

I been climbing trees made of psilocybin
Fly down on a leaf, try to land on an island
Miss out on the city, rather be me in private
Unless I let her beam me up
3D in her iris
I been climbing trees made of psilocybin
Fly down on a leaf, try to land on an island
Miss out on the city, rather be me in private
Unless I let her beam me up
3D in her iris

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