WINDSTAR (feat. Kermode Zay, Rob Buck, Lyd the Kyd, sjl_onlineart666 & Fayth)

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D-D-Don't know where I'm going
Need the Good Lord almighty to guide me
Just pulled up to T.G.I. Friday's
Dawg it's not even Friday
Swerving going sixty down the residentials
Not even the highway
Then parked the Subi' in a ten car garage
And shoot some hoops up in the living room
Not even the driveway
It's my way or the highway, love it or leave it
And if there's smoke up in the bong
You know that I need it
I march to the beat of my own drum
How many times I had to tell you homie I'm on one
Eating soul food
Not leaving one bread crumb
Going forward but never forget where I come from
And when the bar ideas feeling a little depleted
Je peux changer le langue
Deviens un peut plus creatif
Courir sur le chanson comme je suis sportif
Et après cette album
Tu ne peux pas dormis
A Fleau Claire les meilleurs d'Eau Claire
L'Eau est Claire just comme le reusitte dans notres futures
Je fume beaucoup d'herbe, compte même beaucoup d'argent
Monger sur le chanson comme un joli croissant
Is my soul enough? I don't know if I'm living right
Start to feel like all my life decisions being made through fight or flight
Let's take another hit, ignite the bush like dynamite
Then drop some vocals on a self-produced beat
And hope we blow up in the limelight
I'm sacrificing all that I got
So we can vibe right
Feel on my vibrations, live the high life
It's my life my environment's a product of me
Don't need no nightlight but I still got stage freight
Can't perform for free
To be precise, it's Lyd not mid
People crave my flow, they're sacrophagids
First car a Windstar
That van went hard
200k miles, super sharp like a scimitar
Failed the test twice, good thing it sufficed
Now I own these roads, I'm Dom in disguise
It's a good thing I'm just fast not furious
I have no interest in cars if you was curious
I'm so delirious
Tetrahydrocannabinol in this bowl, need some wool
We're in Minecraft now, I'm making a bed
F*ck that game, I'm Sims forever
I'm kidding, but listen egghead
Don Lothario, J Huntington III
You cannot replicate them, and that's the word
I'm rambling now, but I'mma repartee
I don't even care to ask
I know you agree
Lyd es ella al ritmo
My flow like Claire and I'm your newest foe oh
BITCH!
Even in these Summer nights I feel my skin turn cold
High 'n' codeine off the rock and I feel bold
But no matter what I know I'll turn old
No matter what I'm gonna feel my soul flow
Wanna lay my head back low
Lay back, watch the stars, I love a little more
I can't rest until I've sold my whole damn soul
Gotta make space to advertise for more gold
Chew it up, spit it out and make the land blow
Gotta make room for the whole damn stove
Because you know I always want a little more
Put more ads in my damn home
F*ck it
Put ads all over my damn pores
Because you know I need more gold
You know I always need more
Gotta fill that empty hole in my soul
With all the money I can fit and more
I don't care if I can't bring it to the grave
Gotta buy more
Only way to reach nirvana is to sell the whole fucking globe
If it burns so what, I wanted to fucking buy more
I don't care who dies
At least I'll have a bill sold
Because money over everything right?
That's what I've been told
Packaged up and shipped off straight through the ozone
Is my soul enough? I don't know if I'm living right
Start to feel like all my life decisions being made through fight or flight
Let's take another hit, ignite the bush like dynamite
Then drop some vocals on a self-produced beat
And hope we blow up in the limelight
I'm sacrificing all that I got
So we can vibe right
Feel on my vibrations, live the high life
It's my life my environment's a product of me
Don't need no nightlight but I still got stage freight
Can't perform for free
I'm gooning with the crew, you know we always keep it silly
Playing Buried drunk as f*ck always gets me giddy
Throwing drinks at the bar, Rob's just straight guilty
If you've never been a witness, that's really a pity
Gotta whip it to Kwik Trip before they close
Yelling "veg" at motherfuckers when none of them know
Okay we walking in now, gotta keep it composed
Nah, f*ck that shit and all who oppose
(Ah F*CK!)
We fucking up the store
We instigating all the fuckers who come through the doors
Collecting this chaos like it's Minecraft ore
This night about to make it into my official lore
Now all the homies getting sleepy, it's time to retreat
Gotta make sure that they get home safe without hitting the concrete
Preaching about them drinking water, sounding like a damn priest
They tucked in tight, I'm leaving now, thank god this night is complete
Goodnight to all the rest of you fuckers
I don't got no more time for more of this blubber
Gonna smoke this joint 'til my heart flutter
Then I'm dipping, peace out!
Yeah burning that rubber
Is my soul enough? I don't know if I'm living right (living right)
Start to feel like all my life decisions being made through fight or flight (take flight)
Let's take another hit, ignite the bush like dynamite (boom!)
Then drop some vocals on a self-produced beat
And hope we blow up in the limelight (pow!)
I'm sacrificing all that I got
So we can vibe right (vibe right)
Feel on my vibrations, live the high life (high life)
It's my life my environment's a product of me (product of me)
Don't need no nightlight but I still got stage freight
Can't perform for free

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