Limousine

I'm just at the crib man
Smoking that Asian fantasy
Drinking them teacakes
Thinking about how beautiful life is, man (check it out)

Smoke 'em if you got 'em
We came to the top all the way from the bottom
And I'm just trying to count my blessings
I wouldn't leave here to go to heaven in a flying limousine
Limousine
A goddamn flying limousine
In a flying limousine
Limousine
I wouldn't leave here to go to heaven in a flying limousine

I'm about to fire Hugh Hefner-Esq
Feeling like I just found a huge treasure chest
I used to never sweat death, now I trip about it
This life's too good for me to even live without it
It's so surreal
And it ain't about the dough or the deal
Its about the feeling in your soul that you feel
When that little feeling in your soul becomes real
Lady luck crept up on me like a crazy fuck
Tapped me with her wand on the shoulder as a way of making up
For the tears that have poured the years I've endured
When anxiety and fear left me floored
The stress would creep from down under like koala bears
Had me gritting my teeth and pulling out my noggin hairs
But now, through some type of dumb luck
I've come up and I'm awestruck
By my surroundings

Smoke 'em if you got 'em
We came to the top all the way from the bottom
And I'm just trying to count my blessings
I wouldn't leave here to go to heaven in a flying limousine
Limousine
A goddamn flying limousine
In a flying limousine
Limousine
I wouldn't leave here to go to heaven in a flying limousine

So never say never
The pain from the past makes the pleasure way better
You gotta feel the lowest lows to get the highest highs
Blow your nose, dry your eyes
Open roads waiting and its time to drive
Isn't it scenic after
All the world is small why are you trying to see it faster
Beautiful woman hitchhiking while you're speeding past her
Pick her up and take a visit in the greener pastures
The road of life is bumpy like cobblestone
Pothole, problem prone
Seatbelt digging in your collar bone
But you are not alone
Standstill traffic even in the no stopping zone
The slow lane will never be your own lane
Merge left and get the fuck up off the road mayne
Me and eom are in our own plane
Look directly up and see us at the window saying

Smoke 'em if you got 'em
We came to the top all the way from the bottom
And I'm just trying to count my blessings
I wouldn't leave here to go to heaven in a flying limousine
Limousine
A goddamn flying limousine
In a flying limousine
Limousine
I wouldn't leave here to go to heaven in a flying limousine
I wouldn't leave here to go to heaven in a flying limousine



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Joseph Jones, Daniel Carey
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