Lyrics:
Living this exactly
I don't need the things
That you shove up in my face
I live by my own standards
And I'm happy living, living life
My world
Is
like I'm in Bora Bora (Bora Bora)
We get Tyson money, sell the chicken by the quarter
We don't eat lobster, but we floss
Got a lot of land in Georgia
Butterfingers, 'cause I dippedy-drop um, 'nough styles
Iggedy eeny meeny miney moe
Shiggedy-bop, bap I'll snatch a rapper by his toe
Yo, I riggedy-write my
the
Afternoon...
Explosions, 1,000 or more, announcing
Tidal waves and hurricanes...
And down on earth we lost 3 continents.
Their fiery soul snuffed out by
Now I'm known by the masses
'Cause I've grown to make them smashes
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it
I was driving across the burning desert
When I spotted six jet planes
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It was the hexagram
The feeling is high but the high don't last
Long enough for you to even read a paper
But you still thirst and hunger for the vapor
Although he is an animate,
Awoken by the silence before the morning breeze
I lie listening to my breathing
I'm lighter than vapor - tags unapplied
First enveloped in
and skin
Captives, baited by the dust
Is it only vapor in the end?
Generations come and generations fall
It will be again
Hear the sound of heirs ring
when you act like a damn lame
Then burn me w the propane
Scorched by the heat of your flames
Now
It's always the same
We keep playin games
Swervin
sad but its whatever here
I'm smokin til I pass out on My vapors
Outchea thuggin
We Laugh Now to Cry Later
Rest in peace to my haters
Ion need y'all my
I worship all the flowers and the plants like a creator
This dab up in my pen I take a hit and blow the vapor
In love with all the trees why they cut
I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair
Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air
I see her tripping where the bright streams play
Happy
The urge to love my friends has never been so strong
Almost beat by ego death; elation
Away with all the fog, my brain is turning on
Collective slice
chasing that's the menu
Aye
Let me get a couple bags
Fill them bitches up with racks
I've been blowing off like vapor
Motherfucker give me stacks
Spend
a faker
So every day i when i wake up, yea u know a nigga chasing paper
Burn a nigga like a cigarette, he steady talking but he dont want no vapor
I been
you know life's a vapor death will snuff it out
Fading In, Fading Out
Don't you know what life is all about?
Like a flower in the warmth of the sun
the mail
And see like eight or so zeros through the vapor in the air
If I did braid my hair
Turn samurai like I'm Jack
Slice yo ass up, Katana
We go Mortal
When you walked in the room it's like
I could feel the air change and just soften up a bit
Then my soul leave my body turn from the vapor into rain
her out won't see her later
She stuck to me like a tapeworm
This room is filled up with vapors(Vapors)
She love asking why I take percs
Told her I like
when I know they lie
Woah! Who got the blunt? Who got the papers?
Who got the bud? Who got the vapors?
I got the loot, I got the paystubs
I don't waste
Lotta people smile
But I could see thru all the vapors
Goin back and forth
I know the energy is flagrant
Pullin yellow cards
Pokémon catch em all
Ash
swear we're being led by psychopaths
Who sometimes do nice things but mostly just frightful acts
And we're all traumatized, hero's killed and modified
Old
Oysters on the half shell, sipping mudslides from a jar
Pink and yellow lipstick dance on the quarter deck
Taken selfies by fast cars
While boy-toy gone
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