Way 2 Go
White sand, fine men
Feel the wind, feeling like
Nobody hold my hand, my hand
Gimme space, gimme space
Play a show in a new land, same band
It's been a month or so since you left and
Feeling like myself God damn
Feeling like myself, I am
Real cool, real cool
Ate an edible on a plane
Twas a big mood, big mood
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude, wack dude
Wanna forget all the shit that you told me yeah
Ima forget it yeah
Went to a place where the sun could be on me yeah
Now I'm jetting yeah
I'm willing to bet that your new girl is phony yeah
You know better yeah
I'm feeling the same as the last that you saw me yeah
Fuck yeah
Cross fade on the dro there's no better way to go
Way to smoke, way to go, way to go yeah
Oh you lost a good soul, so yeah fucking way to go
Way to go, way to go, way to go now
I'ma call up all my hoes, I don't really got no hoes
Call my bros, go ghost, I don't know yet
Oh you lost a good soul so yeah
Fucking way to go, way to go, way to go, way to go yeah
Feeling like myself, I am
Real cool, real cool
Ate an edible on a plane
Twas a big mood, big mood
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude, wack dude
Wanna forget all the shit that you told me yeah
I'ma forget it yeah
Went to a place where the sun could be on me yeah
Now I'm jetting yeah
I'm willing to bet that your new girl is phony yeah
You know better yeah
I'm feeling the same as the last that you saw me yeah
Fuck yeah
Get sauced, get lost baby
Took a L, you can't get it right back
It's a big loss, kick rocks baby
I'ma fly, I'ma floss,
You gon see me on my lift off
While you pissed off baby
Tryna be my only fan
Feeling like myself God damn
Feeling like myself I am
Real cool, real cool
Ate an edible on a plane
Twas a big mood, big mood
Now I'm floating on truth
I conclude you a wack dude, wack dude
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude, wack dude
Wanna forget all the shit that you told me yeah
Ima forget it yeah
Went to a place where the sun could be on me yeah
Now I'm jetting yeah
I'm willing to bet that your new girl is phony yeah
You know better yeah
I'm feeling the same as the last that you saw me yeah
Fuck yeah
Feel the wind, feeling like
Nobody hold my hand, my hand
Gimme space, gimme space
Play a show in a new land, same band
It's been a month or so since you left and
Feeling like myself God damn
Feeling like myself, I am
Real cool, real cool
Ate an edible on a plane
Twas a big mood, big mood
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude, wack dude
Wanna forget all the shit that you told me yeah
Ima forget it yeah
Went to a place where the sun could be on me yeah
Now I'm jetting yeah
I'm willing to bet that your new girl is phony yeah
You know better yeah
I'm feeling the same as the last that you saw me yeah
Fuck yeah
Cross fade on the dro there's no better way to go
Way to smoke, way to go, way to go yeah
Oh you lost a good soul, so yeah fucking way to go
Way to go, way to go, way to go now
I'ma call up all my hoes, I don't really got no hoes
Call my bros, go ghost, I don't know yet
Oh you lost a good soul so yeah
Fucking way to go, way to go, way to go, way to go yeah
Feeling like myself, I am
Real cool, real cool
Ate an edible on a plane
Twas a big mood, big mood
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude, wack dude
Wanna forget all the shit that you told me yeah
I'ma forget it yeah
Went to a place where the sun could be on me yeah
Now I'm jetting yeah
I'm willing to bet that your new girl is phony yeah
You know better yeah
I'm feeling the same as the last that you saw me yeah
Fuck yeah
Get sauced, get lost baby
Took a L, you can't get it right back
It's a big loss, kick rocks baby
I'ma fly, I'ma floss,
You gon see me on my lift off
While you pissed off baby
Tryna be my only fan
Feeling like myself God damn
Feeling like myself I am
Real cool, real cool
Ate an edible on a plane
Twas a big mood, big mood
Now I'm floating on truth
I conclude you a wack dude, wack dude
Now I'm floating on truth I conclude
You a wack dude, wack dude, wack dude
Wanna forget all the shit that you told me yeah
Ima forget it yeah
Went to a place where the sun could be on me yeah
Now I'm jetting yeah
I'm willing to bet that your new girl is phony yeah
You know better yeah
I'm feeling the same as the last that you saw me yeah
Fuck yeah
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