Roam through the night The day I've been having, hit rome, shit I might Just empty out my bank account for the flight I float over cobblestone, float over mics Just think about if you do, what you do, right I do what I do and I do it despite These goofy ass niggas, that blew off of hype
I'm out in japan, I move with the sky I'm one with land, I'm one with the tides They do what they can, I do what I like The juju demanded, gotta supply I voodoo the plan, the I hit up weiss
Sippin on potions with porcelain geishas I might just go cop the Porsche today bruh Seeing things that I can barely explain But way up, we way up
Everyone vibing concertd like a sermon Some people are sneaky they scurry like vermin You try describe me don't know what the term is Enigma, a beast with the beats and the words I'm always in ilu, the fits be absurd And I swim with ebisu, I read and I learn Sit back and absorve I see through these niggas, they lame and they worthless I keep my distance, don't like the disturbance Lay it smooth, likr I spit it in cursive Turned 22, it felt like an emergence Don't hang with losers, don't like the inertia
That's when geisha gave me something purple Hella wavy I think I feel the earth move Dipped from the place started smokin some herbal Walked to the lake I saw ghosts in rehearsal Fuck
Sippin on potions with porcelain geishas I might just go cop the Porsche today bruh Seeing things that I can barely describe But way up, we way up
Compositor: Montrell Haymon (Chester Watson) ECAD: Obra #40338524