It's like moths to the
Lost, like thoughts to the lit up
This the anthem the H to the ez-L
I'm caught up in the moment grab a plate for your bo
Fuck ducks in a row I just hope there's enough roaches
To fill this blunt or that bowl
Short term goals
Guess I'm successful in that light
But that's like as far as it goes
So peep the linear notes
This the song that the world wrote
That I decided to quote for yal
Still the same shallow nigga saying deep shit
Chants that I learned in the deep pit
How many burns on my index
Concerned texts from contacts just add to the off beat
I heard this pattern first flipped by the cross streets 'fo
They auto synched with my heart beat bro
You wanna know
How and where do we go
All we need is a tuck and a roll
All we need is the bass and some soul
All we need is the good vibes and so on
On on on
Lord willing if the creek don't rise
The body count will
Everybody dies in the summer
La petite mort that time always seems to tell
Meantime got five on a dime or five on a number
Heat of the night got this pile of
Milestone problems disguised as your lover
A sweet syrup to serenade
It's only on lean cuz I can't seem to set it straight
In keys only sung by the fiends
Everything cold like the survival isle
She kill me with the head she my Kali Ma
There's divinity in here I smoke the Dalai lah
Lay flat to this sticky trap
This a household issue
After those words out my mouth
I doubt she'd kiss you
Regret tastes like cigarette second hand
I beat myself up trynna be the better man
Overstand
You wanna know
How and where do we go
All we need is a tuck and a roll
All we need is the bass and some soul
All we need is the good vibes and so on
On on on