Consciousness (feat. SoZo)

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Alex PGSV

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Swervin’ in that desert whip surrounded by that angel blow
Swear I cut my plug off at the nightclub bout a week ago
Bitches let me crash into they couches, we can do it slow
Bout a damn week ago
And I haven’t seen them in a year or so
Violet, purple
Go in circles
Whip excursion
Different person
Always working
Caught you lurking
Sip up, slurping
Red eye serpent
Clouds of purple, hazy smoke, they start to form around me
Feelin’ loose up off this juice, I get another brownie
Way too lost without the sauce but I’m just glad she found me
Bitches fucking bitches fucking on my waist without me
Flippin’ the tank
Flippin the way that I think about how in the f*ck that my family want me to think
Ice up a rink, the blood in the sink
Listen to Yeezus, praying to Jesus man
Gas in my trunk, listen to punk music
Grabbing that ass while we f*ck and abuse it, hoping to god she approves it
Wherever you wanted to go
Wherever you wanted to fly
Wherever you want to smoke O’s
Wherever you wanted to cry
Whenever you wanted to lose
Whenever you wanted to try
Whoever you wanted to f*ck
However you wanted to lie
Up on the moon, rocket ship zoom, catch me I’m ridin’ my wave (Yeah)
Jupiter orbit, I’m stupid off four hits
Catch me I’m flying in space
Whip the coup around, MIA on seven days
Lost up in the clouds
Purple rain all falling down, yeah!
Clouds of purple, hazy smoke, they start to form around me
Feelin’ loose up off this juice, I get another brownie
Way too lost without the sauce but I’m just glad she found me
Bitches fucking bitches fucking on my waist without me
Bring a couple shawties gettin’ laid, gettin’ lazy
Singing at the party, gettin payed in my Mercedes
Light up on the gas, pushing motherfuckin’ 80
Dressed in black from head to toe, I’m out here with my lady
Out in the jet, scratch the Corvette
Stay in yo lane while I drive
Stay up and down like a lowercase u, now it’s me against you but i’m capitalized
Capital me, shaded by money trees left out to die
Faded like all that I do day to day smoking up to the music I never get fried
Feelin’ the vibe
You shot at my buddy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
He moanin’ like Cudi
Rollin around in the street (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All that I do is I do what I do and I offer support to my family tree
Helping out those which who need
Christmas is far from a tree, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Clouds of purple, hazy smoke, they start to form around me
Feelin’ loose up off this juice, I get another brownie
Way too lost without the sauce but I’m just glad she found me
Bitches fucking bitches fucking on my waist without me
Clouds of purple, hazy smoke, they start to form around me
Feelin’ loose up off this juice, I get another brownie
Way too lost without the sauce but I’m just glad she found me
Bitches fucking bitches fucking on my waist without me
Without me, without me
Without me
Without me, without me
Without me
Without me, without

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