Nft
Go to sleep, callin' up the fleet
In the streets, smokin' only keef
NFT's, in my open sea
All green, who I wanna be
Roll up two blunts then we pull up to the scene
Said we couldn't cook now we servin' all the fiends
Gettin' all this bread now they wanna join the team
Losin' too much balance how I'm trippin' on the lean
I had to dip out unattended
Came up out the dirt the trenches
They be talkin' I'm unoffended
Paid in full I never rented
What's the addy, baby send it
I got 5 percent I'm tinted
I got high I'm past the limit
I gotta go slide me them digits
Don't gotta lie or fight and fidget
Had some things I know they hid it
Closing the gap, I try to bridge it
Take some time but I know I'll fix it
I'm tryna smoke and kick it
Bought a brick so I could flip it
Bought a bong so I could rip it
Lean pour up, you know I sip it
Wake up, we taking no pay cuts
Fake love heartbreak pour drank up
Double cup love that's just how we came up
If you know, you know and if you don't then wake up
My mind like Yoda, I want peace like Oda
Oversea no quotas, I'm at ease not sober
Tank on e my rover, charged up
Like I'm Drizzy or DeRozan
I feel like I am the chosen
Hand be golden, Midas well be number 30 with the touch
Way I'm floating on these verses, got me signing all in cursive
Then I take that check to the bank and tell them cash me out in person
'Cause these institutions do not give a fuck about your purse and
If you got lotta money you can't take in your hearse, but not me
'Cause I'm going out burning up
Urn it up, Paper Boi I'm turning up
Ain't from ATL from HOU I'm used to burning up
How I grew up skin like syrup this my hair no permin' up
God damn, got a big heart and it soft like velvet
She say that she like way I move my pelvis
Silky smooth voice butter like Elvis
Way I live my life it look a little bit careless
But I really care a lot about the way
How my sound hit the wav
How these drums hit your face
And I really care a lot about the wave
Ain't got time for the waste
Ain't got time for the day
Go to sleep, callin' up the fleet
In the streets, smokin' only keef
NFT's, in my open sea
All green, who I wanna be
Roll up two blunts then we pull up to the scene
Said we couldn't cook now we servin' all the fiends
Gettin' all this bread now they wanna join the team
Losin' too much balance how I'm trippin' on the lean
In the streets, smokin' only keef
NFT's, in my open sea
All green, who I wanna be
Roll up two blunts then we pull up to the scene
Said we couldn't cook now we servin' all the fiends
Gettin' all this bread now they wanna join the team
Losin' too much balance how I'm trippin' on the lean
I had to dip out unattended
Came up out the dirt the trenches
They be talkin' I'm unoffended
Paid in full I never rented
What's the addy, baby send it
I got 5 percent I'm tinted
I got high I'm past the limit
I gotta go slide me them digits
Don't gotta lie or fight and fidget
Had some things I know they hid it
Closing the gap, I try to bridge it
Take some time but I know I'll fix it
I'm tryna smoke and kick it
Bought a brick so I could flip it
Bought a bong so I could rip it
Lean pour up, you know I sip it
Wake up, we taking no pay cuts
Fake love heartbreak pour drank up
Double cup love that's just how we came up
If you know, you know and if you don't then wake up
My mind like Yoda, I want peace like Oda
Oversea no quotas, I'm at ease not sober
Tank on e my rover, charged up
Like I'm Drizzy or DeRozan
I feel like I am the chosen
Hand be golden, Midas well be number 30 with the touch
Way I'm floating on these verses, got me signing all in cursive
Then I take that check to the bank and tell them cash me out in person
'Cause these institutions do not give a fuck about your purse and
If you got lotta money you can't take in your hearse, but not me
'Cause I'm going out burning up
Urn it up, Paper Boi I'm turning up
Ain't from ATL from HOU I'm used to burning up
How I grew up skin like syrup this my hair no permin' up
God damn, got a big heart and it soft like velvet
She say that she like way I move my pelvis
Silky smooth voice butter like Elvis
Way I live my life it look a little bit careless
But I really care a lot about the way
How my sound hit the wav
How these drums hit your face
And I really care a lot about the wave
Ain't got time for the waste
Ain't got time for the day
Go to sleep, callin' up the fleet
In the streets, smokin' only keef
NFT's, in my open sea
All green, who I wanna be
Roll up two blunts then we pull up to the scene
Said we couldn't cook now we servin' all the fiends
Gettin' all this bread now they wanna join the team
Losin' too much balance how I'm trippin' on the lean
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Writer(s): Vikas Mohan
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