Third Eye
(I've been alone)
(I'll be alright)
(I'll be alright)
(I'll be alright)
Outside of my mind
I feel right last time
I swear this the last time
She's fine and, oh, shit
And she's fine
So high, I need a lifeline
Life's short
It's shorter on my side
Don't snort, that is a cut line
Don't know the length of my timeline
Come look at things through my third eye
Yeah, I don't wanna tell 'em where I stay (no, no)
Know your boundaries
Gotta know your place, whoa, whoa
I feel like Abel
'Cause I can't feel my face right now
I'm so far ahead that this shit ain't even a race no more
No more, no more, no more
Yeah
This shit ain't a race no more
No more, no more, no more
This shit ain't a race no more
I don't even exercise
Chasing money is my sport
Failures paralyzed
I can't even lose no more
I used to vividly fantasize
How the champagne poured
Inside my mind, it feels like
Like nothing's happening on the outside
Like, oh, my
Like, oh, fuck
Like, oh, my
I thank God for gifting me with this third eye
Life's short
It's shorter on my side
Don't snort, that is a cut line
Don't know the length of my timeline
Come look at things through my third eye
Yeah, I don't wanna tell 'em where I stay(no, no)
Know your boundaries
Gotta know your place, whoa, whoa
I feel like Abel
'Cause I can't feel my face right now
I'm so far ahead that this shit ain't even a race no more
No more, no more, no more
Yeah
This shit ain't a race no more
No more, no more, no more
This shit ain't a race no more
(I'll be alright)
(I'll be alright)
(I'll be alright)
Outside of my mind
I feel right last time
I swear this the last time
She's fine and, oh, shit
And she's fine
So high, I need a lifeline
Life's short
It's shorter on my side
Don't snort, that is a cut line
Don't know the length of my timeline
Come look at things through my third eye
Yeah, I don't wanna tell 'em where I stay (no, no)
Know your boundaries
Gotta know your place, whoa, whoa
I feel like Abel
'Cause I can't feel my face right now
I'm so far ahead that this shit ain't even a race no more
No more, no more, no more
Yeah
This shit ain't a race no more
No more, no more, no more
This shit ain't a race no more
I don't even exercise
Chasing money is my sport
Failures paralyzed
I can't even lose no more
I used to vividly fantasize
How the champagne poured
Inside my mind, it feels like
Like nothing's happening on the outside
Like, oh, my
Like, oh, fuck
Like, oh, my
I thank God for gifting me with this third eye
Life's short
It's shorter on my side
Don't snort, that is a cut line
Don't know the length of my timeline
Come look at things through my third eye
Yeah, I don't wanna tell 'em where I stay(no, no)
Know your boundaries
Gotta know your place, whoa, whoa
I feel like Abel
'Cause I can't feel my face right now
I'm so far ahead that this shit ain't even a race no more
No more, no more, no more
Yeah
This shit ain't a race no more
No more, no more, no more
This shit ain't a race no more
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Writer(s): Matthew Cormier
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