Sold
Leave the physical, third eye visible
Vivid visuals got me trippin' off the hitable smoke
Take a toke and let the mind get visual
Leave it spoken for the ones that be open
Flow like water in the Ocean
Beat defeat, Bruce Lee like a heated Bee
When the beat going off I can hear the feet
Here to be, what they saying that I can't be
I'll do it all, who ever going to stop me
Understand haven't been a fan of your family
Plan to be remembered
When my days pass
Words written stoned for the infinite tone
Define home from a different galaxy
Whipping in the spaceship
Spacetime traveling
Pattern over pattern I can see it real intimate
Riddle in my verse ain't rehearsed its the real Kim
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
Always a method to my madness
Shit, I learned from Red and Meth jus' what a man is
Nothin' more blessed than our circumvented havoc
Don't quote me on it, I'm just trying to keep syllabic
And it's more than a habit
That's why I'm jotting on a canvas, flowing from Cannabis
Living with luxury, man we lavish
Barbaric to the bone, we savage
You understand kids?
Relieve your bleeding wounds just for a reaction
I'm flicking hash blunts, yeah we got the passion
Trying to divide the wealth, giving out rations
No rational thinkers could ever understand this
And Vancity may just be the next Atlantis
So live it while you can
Profit what you practice
And don't forget to kick it back and try relaxing
Just give importance to your each and every action
So when you finally see the light, you can bask in it!
Straight out the wet coast
Puffin' that homegrown
Grippin' a raincoat
Yo we straight out the WET COAST
Puffin' that HOMEGROWN
Grippin' a RAINCOAT
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
What ya gonna do, where ya gonna go, how you gonna fly?
Paradise in sight
Lifted dreams in flight
Passion so hot get you lost
Tropical Dreams
It ain't what it seems
Cheeky Chali, got the booms and the bops
Schmoozing boozin grooving
In the heat of the summer night
Sweet tings banging off the walls
1, 2, 3 Everybody lose ya draws
An lose ya mind
But don't chu mind
All this mindless chit chatter
But now that I got your attention
Listen to the
Boom Boom Boom an the claps
Bend over and make ya booty clap
Cuz you got Once Upon a Time,
When it come to be it'll be like a fairy tale jubilee
An then wont chu believe
Like a sweetly dream ya Queen bee"ll be gone
Bby Booda double bubble does it
Big booty bitches betta bussit out my way
Aye bae bae
Sunkisses on my skin ahh-wakeneing my melanin
Make ya girl look
Hot Fire
Thicc Skinny
Pink Bikini
Sippin Martini's
Bitch, I'm shaken not stirred
I know it's absurd
But I tell them like they wanna hear it
Not like it is
Cuz if I tell em how it is
Would they really listen?
Would you really listen?
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
What ya gonna do, where ya gonna go, how you gonna fly?
Vivid visuals got me trippin' off the hitable smoke
Take a toke and let the mind get visual
Leave it spoken for the ones that be open
Flow like water in the Ocean
Beat defeat, Bruce Lee like a heated Bee
When the beat going off I can hear the feet
Here to be, what they saying that I can't be
I'll do it all, who ever going to stop me
Understand haven't been a fan of your family
Plan to be remembered
When my days pass
Words written stoned for the infinite tone
Define home from a different galaxy
Whipping in the spaceship
Spacetime traveling
Pattern over pattern I can see it real intimate
Riddle in my verse ain't rehearsed its the real Kim
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
Always a method to my madness
Shit, I learned from Red and Meth jus' what a man is
Nothin' more blessed than our circumvented havoc
Don't quote me on it, I'm just trying to keep syllabic
And it's more than a habit
That's why I'm jotting on a canvas, flowing from Cannabis
Living with luxury, man we lavish
Barbaric to the bone, we savage
You understand kids?
Relieve your bleeding wounds just for a reaction
I'm flicking hash blunts, yeah we got the passion
Trying to divide the wealth, giving out rations
No rational thinkers could ever understand this
And Vancity may just be the next Atlantis
So live it while you can
Profit what you practice
And don't forget to kick it back and try relaxing
Just give importance to your each and every action
So when you finally see the light, you can bask in it!
Straight out the wet coast
Puffin' that homegrown
Grippin' a raincoat
Yo we straight out the WET COAST
Puffin' that HOMEGROWN
Grippin' a RAINCOAT
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
What ya gonna do, where ya gonna go, how you gonna fly?
Paradise in sight
Lifted dreams in flight
Passion so hot get you lost
Tropical Dreams
It ain't what it seems
Cheeky Chali, got the booms and the bops
Schmoozing boozin grooving
In the heat of the summer night
Sweet tings banging off the walls
1, 2, 3 Everybody lose ya draws
An lose ya mind
But don't chu mind
All this mindless chit chatter
But now that I got your attention
Listen to the
Boom Boom Boom an the claps
Bend over and make ya booty clap
Cuz you got Once Upon a Time,
When it come to be it'll be like a fairy tale jubilee
An then wont chu believe
Like a sweetly dream ya Queen bee"ll be gone
Bby Booda double bubble does it
Big booty bitches betta bussit out my way
Aye bae bae
Sunkisses on my skin ahh-wakeneing my melanin
Make ya girl look
Hot Fire
Thicc Skinny
Pink Bikini
Sippin Martini's
Bitch, I'm shaken not stirred
I know it's absurd
But I tell them like they wanna hear it
Not like it is
Cuz if I tell em how it is
Would they really listen?
Would you really listen?
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
Want it, need it, bought it, sold it
Feel your body get contorted
What ya gonna do, where ya gonna go, how you gonna fly?
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Writer(s): Yi Kim
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