Lyrics:
where I please
I'm not here
[Instrumental from Just]
[Fake Plastic Trees]
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake
and make plastic food that you can't eat
And plastic trees
But my first love is TVs
I'll make them big
Make them fake
There's a lot that's at stake
I'd
of peach fuzz -- his hopes may be the same
But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game
There are fake patches on his jacket -- he's used
right, she the hardest that i ever dealt
Ima hit it right, the realest that she ever felt
Dont matter what beneath my belt, real or fake she still gon yell
my plastic love
Now the worst has been done
Tearing out my nerves one by one
Now you've what this means to me
You're no more real than the apples from
people with a brain in atrophy
Like a garden of plastic trees
I will be rough
Like a Sunday morning in a classy street
Drunk and stoned by weed and beers
world that keep blessing me by painting what I dream inside these trees
Interweaved in little Ivy leaves was a girl
And she help me see all that what we
like you be an icicle (ice)
Getting them bands, by working on wood like their popsicles
Who is your mans, medical dangers be critical
Fact they survive
a rose and kiss
Plastic palm trees all on my islands
All things fake, except when you smiling
Give me your love, I love when you whining
Disconcerting
a day and get done away like you fake
Straight out P.A. short Texas, servin' trees on the West
A money makin' machine, nigga I do it best
With
Brains nuanced we the new ones actin’ a nuisance
No money but got my two cents
Good trees loose leaf and smooth music
Acoustic plugged in you choose
can't stop, smoking trees,
Bad habits, takin over me.
I wont stop, smoking trees,
To get by, that's what I need,
I wont stop, smoking trees,
To get by
me
Now it's so upsetting can't believe how it Obsessed me
We went from Bondages chains whips we Hung from trees, Now we bonded by chains whips
a day and get done away like you fake
Straight out P.A. short Texas, servin' trees on the West
A money makin' machine, nigga I do it best
With
home with me
Trees By Game they getting blown with me
FaceTime with Karrueche, they on the phone with me
Tell K good night, I'm hype, I might ignite
in plastic
The way shorty bend you woulda thought that she elastic
I'm chilling but I put in work like I'm feelin frantic
I do it big, big, big, call
Puff like Rick Williams call me Miami Dade runner
Days of plunder for a pirate, that's OK, gunner
Dashin' through the field by trees, call me the blade
to think to tell?
You drove her to uh-oh
Fake plastic trees are dead,
Have a good time when you fall.
It rang a million times before I picked it up
I wear
gon' recognize
G's swangin' out they trees
Have you stankin' with the flies
Cries comin' up out yo mouth
But they muffled by the tone
When I pull
to SNU, that's right
If the task was last to
Get backstabbed by a pal
You wouldn't make it through the night
When I feast, I don't need a suit and tie
pussy [?] dick
When you can hide like El Chapo
Everyone [?] keppy-keppy
[?] fake (Fake!)
Over ride on the plastic
[?] bitch, yeah
I would call you nasty
ballrooms
Crows fly by my window slow
Headed that way but lookin' at me though
Sedatives.
Sedatives.
Sedative me.
Sedatives.
Sedative me.
Sedatives.
God damn i'm the motherfucking man
Dope shit by the gram, I do it all for the fam
God damn dreams of whippin' in the lamb
Why you talking what you
World of illusions, smoke & mirrors all around
Shattered by the Alazarin sound
Unbound by the laws of the past
Unchanged by times changing fast
I'm
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