Warped Walls

Stoned
Fucking high
Paranoid I might die
Paranoid I might die

Ring ring hello I'm wondering who's
That on the phone
Rotating three sixty Is it the end of the song
Wait your fridge is running away and you thought I was playing
The boy cried wolf I did a lot of pranking back in the day
Head is spinning like a record on repeat shuffle the album
Everyday I'm shuffling around in my sneaks my kicks
Weed in the bag now you talking my shit
Shit
Now you talking my shit

Hallucinations of a dead man the visions I created for myself in a trance
Nations get along different types of art
Walls that will bond
The car Is hot boxed and the smoke is fog
I got a job but I'm really tryna get outta it
So I can continue making more songs
Songs
Yeah

Money and greens
Money and greens
Hopped out my mind
Got the heebeejeebees
The walls closed in
The greens between
Like nothing I've ever seen
Like nothing I've ever seen

My mind is vibrant eyes all red like a fire hydrant
In vibes out of eyelids
Verbal diarrhoea to many sentences
Making statements I meant this shit
Head is heavy pins and needles in my brain
The tingling sensation that kept me sane from saying I was what
Dropped out of school in my mind cause I got bad marks
Focused on the mind womb
I'm the gold in the sacred tomb
Highly valuable rare but not aware of me
When I'm finally found I'm the biggest talk of the industry
Business

Throw it back
Grab your stash
Smoke then pass
Throw it back
Grab your stash
Smoke then pass

Fine lining my words to the t
Rhyming dinning in luxury
Luxurious sweets heaven of sweets
Honey no bees passing the weed speeding in streets
Get away with these things cause you are then some what of famous
Some what of the greatest
The corresponding message is please open your eyelids or don't bite your tongue
Shit
You spraying your hoodie with deodorant
Cause the smoke be vibrant
No coke so I use oros daniels and mozart
I'm on the classical music monthly listening playlist
Cigar room energy as I'm making this great art
Mona lisa

Money and greens
Money and greens
Hopped out my mind
Got the heebeejeebees
The walls closed in
The greens between
Like nothing I've ever seen
Like nothing I've ever seen

High as a motherfucker
Taking flight with my brothers
The smell of the studio got me feeling all nostalgic
Starting to feel like an alcoholic
Overthinking too much drinking sitting on this couch I'm sinking
All for this rap life if I died and came back to life
I'd be smoking up and reliving the same life twice
Life is gamble
I'm throwing my dice
My dice

Stoned
Fucking high
Paranoid I might die
Stoned
Fucking high
Paranoid I might die
Stoned
Fucking high
Paranoid I might die
Stoned
Fucking high
Paranoid I might die