Lyrics:
They like PUELLO can I borrow a couple racks man I'll pay you back
Leave your dome with a couple cracks ain't that a fact
Just bought a new whip
your friend she say you getting thinner
(Gettin Thinner)
Waiter just see you alone
By the end of the meal he end up on yo phone
That's a new like to all
Stakes unscarred by limitation
'Tween a man named Gold and man named Mud
Club filled gold with greedy vapors
'Til his long, green eyes did glow
Mud was
X factor
Working for new masters searching to new pastures
Moving slow and hoping that soon Imma move past ya
Carmela who the fuck did you think I
out
Even at my lowest
In case you haven't noticed ima keep growing
Ima keep going
Each move
Better then the last
You haven't herd
On new motives
I said
My life is like a TV show
New depressive episode every week (huh)
And they asking me why I oversleep (mmh)
Its the same reason I undereat (yuh)
These
If you move your feet on the path you've been given
You will see new scenery
Better days on the way, keep living (better days)
Keep living, complete
on a new moon
That's a great time to get in tune
I am connected to Source
Ancestors using my voice
And I'm surrounded by witches of course
But they don't
To old ideas in new clothes
The good will goddess passed us by we were satisfied with that
And when your drive down
Pacific Palisades you can see he
Smoke then I'm the vapor
We trying to get this paper
and with you by my side I'm a pusher you're a taker
Cause I believe in you and me what we could be
it (imma trade it all for you)
Verse
Girl I’m so focused... (repeat1x)
Got my heart open... (echo1x)
You picture perfect... (repeat1x)
I like how
get the bread staying holy
Most things golden not worth it
Small time we do a gang slide
Everybody working to rise, as the sun rises
I cannot be cut by
dah vapor
(verse 1 )
reading the signs,
keeping the flow close,
running this grind,
needing the dough so,
creatin we bakin like we was chef lL,
(L-O-X)
(Statik Selektah)
Weed like, what? Dope like, what?
I'on fall in love, I'm just tryin' to get a nut
Flow so sick, bitch on my dick
exponential
I ride with a pole for my life it's essential
Pull up with a stick and he to late
Old heads get the fuck out the way this the new wave
Got bitches
We elevating
Meditating
Procreating
Under street lights
X3
Verse
I slide in with the perculater
Hell yea I stimulate her
But I move smarter
hand right, they dyking by tonight
Call the plug, bad news, tell the story 'til it's boring
Sounding sketchy and he know it, I don't care, I need my
Basically just slap boxing
Strength of
A literary ox (x2)
Clowns talking they shit they stay toxic
Biz said these vapors mad noxious
They Vision stay myopic
off your window, Manhattan traffic cop
You shoulda dipped, your shit in the parking lot
[Chorus] - 2X
New York City, we piss in it, we live in it
paper
Rolling papers, my swisher sweet
This smoke ain't no vapor
I know they smell it down the street
Feel good to get that green, and
Put new shoes on ya
Respect the architect you know the rules An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth Trynna roll by in a brand new coupe Shorty on my side with a brand new
Their bodies turning into vapor
Swallowed by a horrible madness
Their minds are diminished to nothing
Their spirits are vaporized
They are flying into
the motherfucker"
And family members askin for my papers
But biz set them straight, by makin' "the vapors"
Girls cryin' pregnant, to get some of my green
I'm
brand new, the house the clothes the cars and the jewels
This is me man this song is so true yup solo stay by myself don't need a crew
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