Lyrics:
on a white floor
I feel like I'm surrounded by
Carbon based life forms
Who are stuck in a time warp
With nothing to die for
So I stay darker than Kylo Ren
Aye yea
Pull up like ten (Pull Up Like Oops)
Did it again making it flip hitting the gym
I'm catching my win
Doe my only friend
I did this shit once
In the sunlight
Just watch how her drip go
By the moonlight
Turn this bitch into a disco
In the sunlight
Just watch how her drip go
By the moonlight
Buffed, match up to me you going to get snuffed
You going to get stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey
Your ego is big enough for second servings
I checked its
further than what I see
I put that work every season
Birthday, holidays, even the weekend
24 7 some money I’m seeking
I be catching the vibes, yeah I be
I'm on a trip, and I just pulled out of the station
I'm catching the 420 to Garcia Vegas.
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Second Chorus:
Garcia y Vegas! It's gon be a long ride,
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
[I. The Tribulation]
The day of Judgment has arrived
Only the blessed shall survive
The second coming of Jesus Christ
Returning like a thief in
The magnificent seven
Ring, ring, it's 7:00 A.M.
Move yourself to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
seven minutes for you
Seven long drawn, sixty-second sobs
Grief, a simple thing
Add water to the sorrow and wait
Darkness precipitate
Ruin my room
Why? I know why
I put myself in your shoes and
I'm still gon' walk a mile
It feels like a second it's a while
I've been at the place waiting for it
seconds I'll find my closure
Nine seconds before we're over
Eight seconds I've had enough
Seven seconds you can't be trusted
Six seconds free from you
Five
You're browsing through
A second hand bookstore
And you see him
In non-fiction
V through why
She looks up
From World War Two
And then you
You're browsing through a second hand bookstore
And you see her in non-fiction V through why
She looks up from World War II
And then you catch
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
Seven how you feeling today
Are you lost in maze surrounded by your pain
And again when you turn a corner
Dead end so you continue to wander
Scream
smiled at me a second time. The look on my face told it all. But I didn't get the chance to speak.Well it's seven hours and seven days since I first saw
me down but I’m like “Nah yo ass ain’t catching me”
Ride the momentum I’m catching waves no seven seas
I’m always gon’ be myself no matter how nice
yes, I got it
Feeling hella good
Ain't got no driver's license
But you know I'm driven
The second I spit it
Everything that's what I'm giving
Yeah, I get
kind of caught me by surprise (you was telling lies)
Love is serotonin got me hooked i’m a addict
It had me giving second chances and it turned
the first time I touched her hand
And the rain and the way it felt never let up all week
By Thursday I knew everything about her
And God, the last day I
I got em tight
But ima go about my night
Bitches catching feelings I see why they mad
I'm too busy catching flights
Turned up Shit
We about to too
I recorded a layer already, so this is the second layer
We met, kinda shady, the way things happened, Looking back at the situation glad I fucked
Ooooooohhhhhwwooohhhoooooooooowwwooowwwoooooooo
Why do it seem like
Every time you give the green light
Let yo guard down start catching feelings
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