Eyelids
I've been a little agnostic
Fuck who be tryna come stop this
Popping a pilly and prospering
Following various doctrines
I just been living in darkness
Opposite side of the god sent
Tryna partake in the blossoms
But I've been sniffing the Gosling
Since my homie caught the ghost, momma
Funnel flour to my nose, momma
I hate the feeling when it goes, momma
I wish I knew I wish I'd known, momma
My dopamine ain't worth my soul momma
My dopamine ain't worth my soul momma
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
Hope I make a mill first
I've been a little agnostic
Fuck who be tryna come stop this
Popping a pilly and prospering
Following various doctrines
I just been living in darkness
Opposite side of the god sent
Tryna partake in the blossoms
But I've been sniffing the Gosling
Figure it out, boy
Thicker than all of my doubts, boy
Fornicate up on the couch, she
Show me whats under the blouse, boy
Bad bitch to keep bad things from penetrating my mind
But eventually I gotta face the gat I gotta face the barrel of my nine
I been tryna find a bit freedom but I cant seem to freeze my time
So I iced the watch and got chains to stop all the progress made up inside, aye
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
Hope I make a mill first
Sunrise open up shop I pray dear lord art thou in heaven be
Good to a nigga like me, I talk my shit but look at my pedigree
Sometimes I feel like someone else should be here instead of me
How young nigga from the south-side make it out in Beverly
Icebox where my pressure be
Blessings came with no recipe
Best friends became dead to me
Sick of saying "rest in peace"
I might close my eyelids
Smoke this dope in silence
I don't know much about guidance
God said "trust" and I might provide it, damn
Way back trap phone vibin'
19 when I graduated to a side kick
Chief so much fucked up my sinus
Indica but I might cop a hybrid, yeah
These days I'm inviting some hard truths and acceptance is harder to grasp
Some things just dont give me the same feeling
Can't explain it so dont even ask
Follow intuition don't put your heart on the dash
Know your worth, know your cost
Take care of yourself
Don't hide behind any mask
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
Hope I make a mill first
Fuck who be tryna come stop this
Popping a pilly and prospering
Following various doctrines
I just been living in darkness
Opposite side of the god sent
Tryna partake in the blossoms
But I've been sniffing the Gosling
Since my homie caught the ghost, momma
Funnel flour to my nose, momma
I hate the feeling when it goes, momma
I wish I knew I wish I'd known, momma
My dopamine ain't worth my soul momma
My dopamine ain't worth my soul momma
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
Hope I make a mill first
I've been a little agnostic
Fuck who be tryna come stop this
Popping a pilly and prospering
Following various doctrines
I just been living in darkness
Opposite side of the god sent
Tryna partake in the blossoms
But I've been sniffing the Gosling
Figure it out, boy
Thicker than all of my doubts, boy
Fornicate up on the couch, she
Show me whats under the blouse, boy
Bad bitch to keep bad things from penetrating my mind
But eventually I gotta face the gat I gotta face the barrel of my nine
I been tryna find a bit freedom but I cant seem to freeze my time
So I iced the watch and got chains to stop all the progress made up inside, aye
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
Hope I make a mill first
Sunrise open up shop I pray dear lord art thou in heaven be
Good to a nigga like me, I talk my shit but look at my pedigree
Sometimes I feel like someone else should be here instead of me
How young nigga from the south-side make it out in Beverly
Icebox where my pressure be
Blessings came with no recipe
Best friends became dead to me
Sick of saying "rest in peace"
I might close my eyelids
Smoke this dope in silence
I don't know much about guidance
God said "trust" and I might provide it, damn
Way back trap phone vibin'
19 when I graduated to a side kick
Chief so much fucked up my sinus
Indica but I might cop a hybrid, yeah
These days I'm inviting some hard truths and acceptance is harder to grasp
Some things just dont give me the same feeling
Can't explain it so dont even ask
Follow intuition don't put your heart on the dash
Know your worth, know your cost
Take care of yourself
Don't hide behind any mask
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids
What about a little bit of guidance
I might fry my sinus
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
Hope I make a mill first
Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Piccolo, Sebastian Busse, Sylvan Lacue
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