If my songs go pop, pop, pop What makes you think I’m not okay with that? I took my backpack off, off, off Ready to change the game and run the track Y’all thinking I'mma fall off I’m Thomas the engine Two seconds, you get ya' rocks off That’s right I said you’re all soft So I paint over the scene like I’m Bob Ross
I got weed songs If you smoke good I got peace songs If you ain’t so hood That you can’t kick it Get it, have a party Oh shit homie don’t hurt nobody Let your knees drop While the beat rock Need ma-sheen schemes Something like Pete Rock You got to hit the g spot Life’s too short like an Ewok Live it
Let your nerves shake While the earthquake Do the bird like it’s purple rain Now say something stupid about girls and drinks And slur your words and sip on Chardonnay Now roll something up What you waiting for? Roll something up Eyes low if you roll like us So when I say so everybody jump Jump Jump Aye
'Bout to turn a dream to a million But we don’t chase cream So we feed it to the children Paint new faces on the canvas As I write classic poems like Sanskrit Epic Three letters don’t forget it Pronounced Sol But I got soul in excess The next best to the best But the best ain’t reign yet So I guess we all kings yes
A rising tide Will raise all boats But if you throw stones Nobody floats Negativity brings nothing but ills That’s why I paint the perfect picture With the team that I built Say cheese And pose like a G And some gold dookie ropes Like Run DMC Too many homies on my team Made a whole fucking album with my family, ha
[Outro] If you love life Don’t ever let it waste y’all That’s why you got to make love Make peace Make noise Make art Let me get a Sol clap Can I get a Sol clap? Let me get a Sol clap Can I get a Sol clap? Sol clap for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
