I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe So don't you bring that round me Don't you bring that round me Don't you kill my energy Don't you bring that round me Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm on another dimension People like you, we don't mention Do what we do, no permission Niggas is lacking my vision I be chilling blowing smoke Bob Marley with the blow Why you fucking up my zone? Why you fucking up my zone?
I never run with the run way I like to run in my own lane Ya'll ho hum like a Monday Y'all be thinking I'm competing Andale, Andale, Andale So far behind, you in front of me I can see you from a mile away I can see you from a mile away
I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe So don't you bring that round me Don't you bring that round me Don't you kill my energy Don't you bring that round me Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Try to keep up they attention I go with my intuition Me and my crew, we so gifted You on the ground, we stay lifted Forget everything you know Forget everything they told I ain't buying what they sold I ain't buying what they sold
I never run with the run way I like to run in my own lane Ya ho hum like a Monday Y'all be thinking I'm competing Andale, andale, andale So far behind, you in front of me I can see you from a mile away I can see you from a mile away
I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe So don't you bring that round me Don't you bring that round me Don't you kill my energy Don't you bring that round me Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Head up in the stars, no ceiling I feel like a star for a reason I love my vibes like I love my broccoli You don't vibe with it, stay from off of me Looking round and these clouds surrounding me Looking up 'cause that's where you wanna be Jumping over mars for the weekend I think I might stay till the world ends Feeling high like I lit the broccoli You don't vibe with it, stay from off of me Looking round and these clouds surrounding me Looking up 'cause I'm who you wanna see...
I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe So don't you bring that round me Don't you bring that round me Don't you kill my energy Don't you bring that round me Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
