Lyrics GRASS REMIX - bonus track - Myles Optimystic

I got no shoes on
I got my feet in the grass
You say I got what you need
Maybe, but
You need what I lack
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass

I got no shoes on, I know this feeling will last
Maybe I got what I need, you only know I lack, cuz
Head in the clouds feeling proud, loud
Came back for the remix
Now just like that
Fell back to the rap and you know we gon' do that
Fight back with some passion
Hold the Earth, put your back in
Full support when you need it
Visualize, you can breathe it
Sky with the force, we believe it
Making these dreams with a passion
Felt my flow, then I passed it
To Myles with the gas grip
We sit where the grass is
(Bitch)

(I got no shoes on
I got my feet in the grass)

Fuck that! Only eating meat once a week if it's seasoned and vegan, in fact
Then I'm leaving with meaning intact
Didn't need anything to retract
But it's green and in season
Believe it
Galactic House team on the map, yeah
Fax a receipt of your reason for being
No whack MC 'bout to be on my track
If you heated, then put it on wax
Otherwise, get the fuck off my back, yeah
(Uh)
It would be wise to relax
Maybe get outta ya house for a sec
Break down a sack of that can-i-bless
Roll up and spark it
I'm me, this the remix, it's stacked!

I got no shoes on
I got my feet in the grass
You say I got what you need
Maybe, but
You need what I lack
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got no shoes on
I got my feet in the grass
You say I got what you need
Maybe, but
You need what I lack
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass

(Man)
I put my feet in the speakers to speak of this good groove like it's cooked food
Seasoned demeanor, she say I look stank, I say naw, I look meaner
The TV could screen up the scene that I'm meaning, you wouldn't get it
No heat in ya streaming like wooden spigots
Then you wondering, "where did he get his digits?"
Not from blundering over you fuckin' bigots
Still do that rapper shit if you gon' overlook me, bring your girl if you wanna push me
Over my rainbow to my Range Rove like I won't Kinsey 4 the pussy
No longer the rookie, don't book me for cookie-cutter Gucci-gutter motherfuckers wantin' a verse
Pull up to the stu with a purse like I'm ready
Pay for the hearse

I got no shoes on
I got my feet in the grass
You say I got what you need
Maybe, but
You need what I lack
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got no shoes on
I got my feet in the grass
You say I got what you need
Maybe, but
You need what I lack
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass
I got my feet in the grass

(GRASS!)

I got my feet in the grass, grass
I got my feet in the, feet in the
I got my knees in the grass, grass
I got my knees in the, knees in the
I got my teeth in the grass, grass
I got my teeth in, the teeth in the
I got my meat in the grass, grass
I got my meat in the, meat in the