Still Hear the Sky
(You're a professional, just do it)
Never seen a waterfall get drowned in rain
Never had a painkiller take away my pain
Not a day go by don't feel insane, nah
I been tryna throw my life away
Never seen a prayer get someone out the grave
Pa says praying make you a holy slave
Mama says I should take it day by day, yeah
I think that DMT fuck with my brain, yeah
I think that DMT fuck with my brain
I think that I've been standing in the rain
I think that DMT, think that DMT
Think that DMT fuck with my
Fuck with my fuck with my brain
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, kiss me."
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, baby, kiss me."
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, kiss me."
Okay. Still hear the sky say, "Baby, baby, (hey) kiss me."
Yo why you all so fucking fake
I'm a kit-kat y'all just wanna break
Some people give some people take, well
No flies on me I'm wide awake
So while you fuckers chasing fame
Yo Ima come the way I came
Sorry if I swerve into your lane
I think that, I think that, I think that, uh
I think that DMT fuck with my brain
S'why I'm cooking up a brand new strain
I think that DMT, think that DMT
Fuck with my, fuck with my, fuck with my
Fuck with my brain
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, kiss me."
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, baby, kiss me."
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, kiss me."
Okay. Still hear the sky say, "Baby, baby, (hey) kiss me."
(Baby, what's wrong? Baby, you have a bad trip?
Hey, it's alright...)
I think that DMT, I think that LSD
I think that psychedelic mushroom and salvia I been fucking with
Been fucking with me
'Cause I saw God's face, my God her face lovely
She got thousands of girlfriends they all fucking ugly
Some live down here in LA they like to clubbing
One time I tried to pick 'em up
But then I screamed when they touched me
But I don't need a lot of people in my life, especially not a whore
I just need a knife to cut up all my bud, can't afford a grinder
I'm a A-plus student keep a blunt wrap in my binder
To calm my poor impulse control and panic attacks
Sprinkle powder Aderol up in my apple jacks
Used to jump the fence and meditate up in the park, call it parkour
Tenth grade hit a bully in the head with a ketchup bottle
Left him twitching on the floor
'Cause I was already nuts 'fore I start taking drugs
Had my first trip fourteen years old
Shrooming at the party, realized bitches like you ain't got no soul
And I wish I could be afraid like you
But I'm not sure what you're afraid of
And I wish I could be fake like you
But I know too well what I'm made of
And I wish I could take like you
But I'd rather give love than take love
Wish I could communicate with you
But your flip phone can't fit all this data
I was so down, now I'm way up
Sleep so well, I used to stay up
Thinking 'bout you woste a day up
Now I've tossed your ass like a lay-up, uh
Girl I know you wish that I was still there
But I've transcended all the bullshit, people say I'm not all here
Never seen a waterfall get drowned in rain
Never had a painkiller take away my pain
Not a day go by don't feel insane, nah
I been tryna throw my life away
Never seen a prayer get someone out the grave
Pa says praying make you a holy slave
Mama says I should take it day by day, yeah
I think that DMT fuck with my brain, yeah
I think that DMT fuck with my brain
I think that I've been standing in the rain
I think that DMT, think that DMT
Think that DMT fuck with my
Fuck with my fuck with my brain
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, kiss me."
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, baby, kiss me."
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, kiss me."
Okay. Still hear the sky say, "Baby, baby, (hey) kiss me."
Yo why you all so fucking fake
I'm a kit-kat y'all just wanna break
Some people give some people take, well
No flies on me I'm wide awake
So while you fuckers chasing fame
Yo Ima come the way I came
Sorry if I swerve into your lane
I think that, I think that, I think that, uh
I think that DMT fuck with my brain
S'why I'm cooking up a brand new strain
I think that DMT, think that DMT
Fuck with my, fuck with my, fuck with my
Fuck with my brain
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, kiss me."
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, baby, kiss me."
Still hear the sky say, "Baby, kiss me."
Okay. Still hear the sky say, "Baby, baby, (hey) kiss me."
(Baby, what's wrong? Baby, you have a bad trip?
Hey, it's alright...)
I think that DMT, I think that LSD
I think that psychedelic mushroom and salvia I been fucking with
Been fucking with me
'Cause I saw God's face, my God her face lovely
She got thousands of girlfriends they all fucking ugly
Some live down here in LA they like to clubbing
One time I tried to pick 'em up
But then I screamed when they touched me
But I don't need a lot of people in my life, especially not a whore
I just need a knife to cut up all my bud, can't afford a grinder
I'm a A-plus student keep a blunt wrap in my binder
To calm my poor impulse control and panic attacks
Sprinkle powder Aderol up in my apple jacks
Used to jump the fence and meditate up in the park, call it parkour
Tenth grade hit a bully in the head with a ketchup bottle
Left him twitching on the floor
'Cause I was already nuts 'fore I start taking drugs
Had my first trip fourteen years old
Shrooming at the party, realized bitches like you ain't got no soul
And I wish I could be afraid like you
But I'm not sure what you're afraid of
And I wish I could be fake like you
But I know too well what I'm made of
And I wish I could take like you
But I'd rather give love than take love
Wish I could communicate with you
But your flip phone can't fit all this data
I was so down, now I'm way up
Sleep so well, I used to stay up
Thinking 'bout you woste a day up
Now I've tossed your ass like a lay-up, uh
Girl I know you wish that I was still there
But I've transcended all the bullshit, people say I'm not all here
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Writer(s): Mark Anthony Gutierrez
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