Текст песни Gems on the Globe - T.Y the Truth & B.Goode

Just off working on my day shift
Damn I need to be alone
All these contacts falling off
Cause they never reached my phone
We been smoking on the best of 'em
The world is fucking froze
Running all over
Till we hitting up the globe
Just off working on my day shift
Damn I need to be alone
All these contacts falling off
Cause they never reached my phone
We been smoking on the best of 'em
The world is fucking froze
Running all over
Till we hitting up the globe

Dropping gems on the world, or should i say the fucking globe
We been, we been in the these streets for far too long, we heading home
Hold up, hold the phone, they thought they could hold the throne
But little did they know that they would soon be overthrown
Aye, aye
Now I'm floating in slow motion, while I'm hoping for some dro
Caught the vibes and now I'm higher than a flyer in third row
Got this bowl, light it up and take a pull
Finna smoke and toke and toke and toke until I'm zoned
Aye, Blowing up my phone, thinning out my fro
Stressing from this governmental plot i shouldn't know

Why the fuck you stressing out?
We rock it like that mosh pit and kill off all the shows
Just a common conversation fuck the stats up on the board
And we leave the rest alone
Just been plotting, Smoking heavy
Drinking on the drinking on the low
Tried to take out that curse, But it fucked up all my flows
I caused it and they heard it
We made it all alone
Dry rubbing all the ribs with that baby back for pose
Hit the blunt, fuck it up, While that cart hitting slow
You been fiending for the globe? And I been killing all the shows, bitch

Just off working on my day shift
Damn I need to be alone
All these contacts falling off
Cause they never reached my phone
We been smoking on the best of em
The world is fucking froze
Running all over
Till we hitting up the globe
Just off working on my day shift
Damn I need to be alone
All these contacts falling off
Cause they never reached my phone
We been smoking on the best of 'em
The world is fucking froze
Running all over
Till we hitting up the globe

Now we smoking on the bowl, while all the cops right up the road
Wake up in the early morning burning sage and some pre rolls
Welcome to our World where we don't accept the trolls
Dropping Gems All On The Globe, like our plane was full of holes
Tryna shoot us down but we aways stay afloat
And we don't even fire back we just let them row their boat
We got better things to do than try to go and stop there flow
They be wasting all their time making sure they steal the show
Why they always trying us? We just want to be known
And the only thing they really want is to take full control
This cage is getting smaller and we haven't even noticed
I been hoping, we wake up and then we finna take the gold
We can't win the race, if we don't know where we're going
I can't take these lazy members of the group making us slow
Roll another joint, your boy just needs to smoke