Crossroad$
Spending so much time inside my head
I'm tryna get them dollars
Cooking up a way to get some bread
Cause I ain't picking pockets
This bih driving me crazy
Yea I swear she is a Pissy Pamper
I stay to myself regardless
Trying not to waste my Luv
I see that blue paint
on that empty canvas
Throw in some white polka dots
I see the bird he circling around
Like Mother Fuckin' Fibonacci
Give them a change of Perspective
And then I change the direction
I bring a change of the weather
I'm bringing flames to whoever
Stands in the way
I embezzle 100k and a shovel
And it gets buried when I go
Black and white diamonds
All on em chains Vitiligooo
But hell if I'll go
To hell and follow
The fucking false hope
I crossed the road I got to go, okay
I'll talk to God he lead my soul,
I'm okay
So you could to hell fore' I'll go
Cause that's where you gon lead
And let your people follow
I said bitch you cannot lead me to no
sleepy hollow
I sent off shots shots
They ain't doing shit about it
It's just like hop-scotch
Step and then forget about it
I got the hot rock, making sure
They ain't forget about me
I did it it time and time again
I made it bubble
when I popped them bottles
I made the champagne
hit that ceiling
And only seen it cause
I was off that molly
How many times do I gotta tell em'
I been out my BODY
I'm in the ceiling POV
And I see spiders crawling out my body
So if I put some XTC in me
please do not mind me I'm just fucking jolly
And I seen all of this shit
With no eyez open
I'm a fucking psychic
Can't say I changed the road
Come walk this road
Don't know what the fuck I did
And I'm glad to say
I ain't the same
But I ain't do it
Think that God did
So I'm gon' jump on stage
And rock these chains
And bang my head inside
The moshpit
(Thank you 1998)
Spending so much time inside my head
I'm tryna get them dollars
Cooking up a way to get some bread
Cause I ain't picking pockets
I'm tryna get them dollars
Cooking up a way to get some bread
Cause I ain't picking pockets
This bih driving me crazy
Yea I swear she is a Pissy Pamper
I stay to myself regardless
Trying not to waste my Luv
I see that blue paint
on that empty canvas
Throw in some white polka dots
I see the bird he circling around
Like Mother Fuckin' Fibonacci
Give them a change of Perspective
And then I change the direction
I bring a change of the weather
I'm bringing flames to whoever
Stands in the way
I embezzle 100k and a shovel
And it gets buried when I go
Black and white diamonds
All on em chains Vitiligooo
But hell if I'll go
To hell and follow
The fucking false hope
I crossed the road I got to go, okay
I'll talk to God he lead my soul,
I'm okay
So you could to hell fore' I'll go
Cause that's where you gon lead
And let your people follow
I said bitch you cannot lead me to no
sleepy hollow
I sent off shots shots
They ain't doing shit about it
It's just like hop-scotch
Step and then forget about it
I got the hot rock, making sure
They ain't forget about me
I did it it time and time again
I made it bubble
when I popped them bottles
I made the champagne
hit that ceiling
And only seen it cause
I was off that molly
How many times do I gotta tell em'
I been out my BODY
I'm in the ceiling POV
And I see spiders crawling out my body
So if I put some XTC in me
please do not mind me I'm just fucking jolly
And I seen all of this shit
With no eyez open
I'm a fucking psychic
Can't say I changed the road
Come walk this road
Don't know what the fuck I did
And I'm glad to say
I ain't the same
But I ain't do it
Think that God did
So I'm gon' jump on stage
And rock these chains
And bang my head inside
The moshpit
(Thank you 1998)
Spending so much time inside my head
I'm tryna get them dollars
Cooking up a way to get some bread
Cause I ain't picking pockets
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Writer(s): Colin Green
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