Vibe

[Produced by OnGaud] [Intro] Good Vibes Vibe with a nigga one- [Hook] Just vibe with a nigga, one time with this joint Get high with a nigga one time, I won't have you on yo' ass We can talk about some real shit, tell me how you feel Tell me do you feel this, feel this Just vibe with a nigga, one time with this joint Get high with a nigga one time, I won't have you on yo' ass We can talk bout some real shit, tell me how you feel Tell me do you feel this, feel this Tell me do you feel this Tell me do you yo feel this, feel this [Verse 1] Pendleton sweaters for the letters on some cool shit All the writtens rapped in Woolrich, it's too cold Let them niggas sneeze if they sick Just don't ever bless the bullshit; we're too old Paper twister I been organic no breaking Swishers Just breaking habits, I pray for balance, I'm tasting scriptures Inhaling vapors I'm painting pictures so pristine Right on your ceiling, the feeling is kinda Sistine For the art form and never the hand clap When that's clear you can call it Saran Wrap Remember when you getting all this green that there's gotta be sand traps Derails don't only happen at Amtrak If you don't understand that, well then, my nigga, you special Like cleft lips, how I stay on the up and up with the verbiage that I let go This was never a game, and these was never no jokes, I'm impervious to your heckle I'm Mr. Hyde Park, much worse than a Dr. Jekyll Ooh bad Damn, son, you're looking like Bill O'Reilly; you mad? Our Bill of Rights from the past will never make it to the future Even with a Martin Luther, fifty shades of Kama Sutra We're fucked, so would you smoke with me? I know this shit has been stressful, but would you cope with me? I'm knee deep in these waters, I'm asking you would you float If you knew that I could build a boat And I told you that God spoke with me [Hook] [Verse 2] Feel the vibe, I got some Gil Scott I know you like to snap to/too Talk a couple black thoughts, spit 'em through this gap tooth Just for the sheer thought that you listening, let me express my gratitude How can you hate on an attitude? Know that's it's me, my nigga, he's too thorough Been sowing seeds out in New York, niggas good in like two burrows I been in the 5-1-4, French getting to clean customs is routine eating hella poutine, I think I might buy one more Connected with mines on the cusp of greatness If you didn't know, now you know, come and fuck with the free nigga; fuck your lateness This whole world is too fucking heinous I seen some shit on the TV that had fucked my day up This life will fucking drain us, they're trying to fucking train us Niggas busy trapping Didn't even get to see my granny before she passed cause I was too busy rapping That type of shit will shift your whole perspective Make you spit the type of shit to rip a whole collective The pieces I been connecting the truth, I hope I connect with the thesis But feel the vibe, I got some Sade I know that we can snap to Knowledge got some rap tapes I know that we can rap to I'ma roll this joint and probably light it, you can hit it if you want, but know that you don't really have to I'm at you, and open with my intentions I'll never be condescending, we'll do all the things I mentioned [Hook]