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Calling me, phoning my phone
Leave me a leave me alone
Cure my anxiety
You aren't high as me
You don't say hi to me
You cannot silence me
I got a silencer
Load up the silencer
I silence, I mute it
I silence, I mute it
I got it muted
He was runnin' from the vultures
Horticulture hydroponics
My strain is strong like robotics
I'm higher than Elon
Haven't seen you in an eon, uh
Where do I go?
I'm higher than Elon
Back in dodge neons
Now I got a booth with the neon
When I was whippin' it
Pradas and Dior forever
He wanted smoke so I popped 'em
Paparazzi's plague bubonic
Put a poppy on a possum
You should learn some economics
You can study my harmonics
I smoke and I write it
I smoke and I write it
It's a cold world baby
Don't get caught up in it
Which way do you wanna go?
I could reverse the flow
You could be first to know
Don't take it personal, as long as its mutual
Invest in mutuals
I'll call you back in a minute
Snap back to reality
I made it happily
Watching me die oh so happily
What's on the side of me?
Wake up, what's inside of me?
I switch up the flow that's inside me
In love with the voice that's surrounded me
Surrounded by love that's inspired me

Calling me, phoning my phone
Leave me a leave me alone
Cure my anxiety
You aren't high as me
You don't say hi to me
You cannot silence me
I got a silencer
Load up the silencer
I silence, I mute it
I silence, I mute it
I got a muller
He was runnin' from the vultures
Horticulture hydroponics
My strain is strong like robotics
I'm higher than Elon
Haven't seen you in an eon, uh
Where do I go?
I'm higher than Elon
Back in dodge neons
Now I got a booth with the neon
When I was whippin' it
Pradas and Dior forever

I just bought a brand new Nokia
I heard you got your girlfriend a Kia
I switch to reality
I'm back in the V8
I'm packin the .44
Flying at the speed of light I'm focused on the mission
Opportunists take advantage of 'em
Rock designer linen
I'mma die again
If I can't find a friend
You know I'm in my feelings
I can tell its fiction
Non-conflicted adolescent
In a section 8 expected
My success is my destiny
You cannot fuck wit me
Tear me apart and then sell what is left of me
Over and over again, over and over again
When I put the louis in her closet
Treat it like a 100K deposit
You sold your soul to a demon
Dreamin' of hellcats and demons
You know the truth, you can't handle it
She want the truth, she can swallow it