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[Verse 1] So, I uh I'm too on to drive, let me park All of these blunts get sparked for the art, after dark We pinealglanding it All of these shenanigans Just let me spit my shit and get away from all this racking I'm happy, I'm doing drugs with the Great Gatsby Everybody know I kill them beats Just check my rap sheet In the backseat of my mind Pay the tax fee for the rhymes And I wander onto random streets until I'm feeling fine [Verse 2] So, come and lose your mind with me In the clouds where I'ma be Come take a tab of LSD while my homie's lighting weed I'm an angel with no halo Trying to stack up that payroll and lay low You don't know my words unless I say so I close my eyes and enjoy the ride while we vibing Hotbox the whip, while we riding It's still not providing any reason for these fake fucks that hate, but they do Can't live sober That's the See A Les crew [Verse 3] And we do what we do And we stay sipping brew I simply don't fuck with you If you ain't paying your dues I fuck with these drugs, though They got me nodding off And though I'm satisfied something's always off So, catch me in the nebulas Dabbing with the homie, God Ain't nothing odd we just trying to catch our nod So, save me the religious Save my soul before I die crap I'm trying get on my level Find a girl to sit on my lap [Bridge] Where my mind at? Where my mind at? Where my mind at? Where my mind at? I need to find that Where my mind at? Where my mind at? It goes on and on It goes on and on [Verse 4] Ay yo, the time lapse between now and then, got me thinking that I won't find my zen, if I don't got this pen So I, I do what I must to keep my sanity I'm just trying to get high and deify the laws of gravity Get lost in the empty, dark space and constellation Kicking knowledge, like a shooting star Ending our relationship Cos fuck complications I'ma need it straight and simple Throwing issues by the fistful, 'til my life is blissful [Verse 5] Got a list full of people That I never want to deal with And only a small circle of homies I keep it real with Maybe I should live more Laugh more, and talk less, and stop stress You should see my life off set A long rest, just to put my mind at ease For a, moment of peace and just forget what I see That's life I chose to live and work and always strive for And my family's the only thing I'll ever really die I need to buy more drugs cos I can't buy the love It doesn't help that always look for Something more than just a fuck Like, just my luck Time's the enemy, my time is up And you keep bragging bout what's in your cup Like that's what's up [Outro] Well, that's what's up That's what's up Homie, homie That's what's up Yeah, that's what's up