Carmelo V5, Ebay carts
She was fuckin' with me 'cause I make art
I was puffin' on trees out in AZ
At the gallery show in AR
Cause this reality ain't got nothin for me, I still be
Baked like cake pops
In the desert, shirt off like Fela
Dust gettin' all on my AI's
Dust blowin' on the drum circle
Man you woulda thought this mirage
Whole house had the CD system
First thing I played was Solange
'Bout to get a grill that's opal
Cannot be seen, I'm opaque
Out here lightin' bongs up with Nate
Chords hit so sweet, got a toothache
I was countin' them blue faces
Eatin' before you ate
Not tryna be a Freemason
While the lame niggas keep hatin'
Left all the loss out in Vegas
Johnny Depp, roam around while faded
Nautica cologne for occasion
Smokin' weed for creation
And I can't even put it in laymans
But this career path takes patience
While the California wildfires blazin'
Imma piece up for the duration
I could see it like That's So Raven
And that's okay
I said eventually yeah yeah
I need to see a little clearer
You was bumpin' the old Clairo
I was ridin' with ol' girl and nem
Running out of time
I still can't take no shortcuts to this shit
I know this time ain't meant for me
I wish I was in the 1970s
Selling E, pay a fee
Had lil shawty on her knees, she was Japanese
I tried to get a job writing melodies
Uber eats ain't free, order weed with Eaze
Fuck you doin' fuck you thinkin' ain't what you thought it was
We just pulled up to the desert and we all high as fuck
Ain't smokin' bammer weed though
Shawty took a pill and it's placebo
We know, we know