Room Full Of Skies

Woo
Yeah baby
We be sipping on that tequila sunrise babe
(LETS ROLL)

Im Tom Brady, when Im all game baby.
I be schoolin' these motha fuckaz, like all way baby.

I be coked out and you be calling me dead
Screaming ey mother fucker dead body ahead.

Im pill popping, bill flopping
Im Bill Collins, Im bitch calling

And chill stallin, I will holla
Sipping and coking, flipping and dopin then you see me go

Minimum minimal
Slanging chemicals medical

I got lucid dreams
A room full of skies
Back to wavy the place and put the highs
Everybody chillin, everybody chillin

I got lucid dreams
A room full of skies
Back to wavy the place and put the highs
Everybody chillin, everybody chillin

I'm dreaming big, I'm dreaming loud
Bitch you can see me in the clouds

I'm always high, I'm never low
You want my shine? Sure I can show

Just stop the hate, you break the wave that discriminate
Bitch I know this is my fate

I'm grinding, winning
While you got your success on silver plates

Always hating on my style
But bitch that only makes me crack a smile

Jealousy spread just like a disease,
That's why I'm always minding my own shit with an ease

I got lucid dreams
A room full of skies
Back to wavy the place and put the highs
Everybody chillin, everybody chillin

I got lucid dreams
A room full of skies
Back to wavy the place and put the highs
Everybody chillin, everybody chillin

I'm gonna re-define life by design,
Paint a picture with fine wine and dive down a divine line
Til' my soul shine and I go blind, from staring into the moonshine

If I die before I wake, know my soul is not to take
I'll be chilling with the greats, huffin' puffin' everyday

Let me borrow your hand
Just shoot for the stars and we can make it to tomorrowland

I got lucid dreams
A room full of skies
Back to wavy the place and put the highs
Everybody chillin, everybody chillin

I got lucid dreams
A room full of skies
Back to wavy the place and put the highs
Everybody chillin, everybody chillin