Vibes

[Verse 1: Major Van Winkle] You should always feel gorgeous The best things in life always seem unimportant I'm pouring cups of coffee at like four in the morning My motto for life is fuck it, I won't die boring I need some more stories to tell to my kids Oreos with the chips Your lunch bag's packed Daddy ain't ask for no kiss I ain't asking for love I ain't asking for help I ain't asking for no one All I need is myself All I'm eating is pussy All I'm smoking is weed All I'm wanting is help But all she hoping is we Can make it better, but better ain't worth it Good can turn to bad, but bad can turn to perfect And I swear I don't deserve it But I guess it's all the same I don't care if you ain't heard it Stop obsessing on my name I'm a new age romantic I'mma get your bitch to go dancing Old fashioned, so fancy Feeling great girl, no gatsby So nasty, Tom Clancy I'm feeling like a splinter cell I'm 'bout to show you all the beauty that's within yourself Shit, if I don't see it, hope I find it soon Living by the sunlight, guided by the moon I'm a slave to the north star, dreaming 'bout a sports car Wanna smoke but don't know where my ports are Yeah, that's a blessing in disguise See the essence in my eyes And understand that everything is gon' be fine [Hook: Major Van Winkle] Quick word of advice from the wise Love life and enjoy it, cause you ain't gon' live it twice Live it right Stay up, spread love Stay up, it's all about the, uh Spread love, stay up it's all about the vibes If you don't get that by now, bitch you out your mind [Verse 2: Guy Harrison] It's GH, I pick my afro, I'm a hippy Living life like I ain't busy Garden state raised but I stay up in this city It don't take too much to get me But don't place me in no box All I want is you to bounce like you wearing nike shoxs Can't really turn back that clock Life ain't daylight savings Women, Chronic, and money a few of my daily cravings I'm raving, rantin, enchantin And Major Van the companion My favorite moments are random Favorite hoes say I'm handsome Hey, I'm 'bout to vibes Don't ever doubt the guy I Meet you in Philly, hop on 295 Feel like it's 95 With the humidity, visibly see the vividness Study girls like the syllabus Meticulous, limitless, the black Bradley Cooper Might find me with a cougar Never find me in the floopers Only highlight reelin Get the high light feeling In my brain, yeah Guy's my real name I keep an even keel mane, I heal pain I ain't even pre-med She all on my anatomy like damn, you got 3 legs Natural vibe reflex You rappers got some defects that need fixin Smoke weed don't need prison If not just three swishers (White Grape!) So roll 'em up, roll 'em Make 'em look swollen This life we got is short so make it golden That's word to Jill Scott I'm the modern day Gil Scott Heron Declaring my independence, got me some posi vibes That's the only thing I'm sending, yeah [Hook]