| I’m way too high for this
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| I don’t got no damn time for this
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| I’m in another dimension of consciousness
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| I’m with Lucy in the sky where the diamond is
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| With the LSD in my perspiration
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| Smoking that shit that be curing patients
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| Tuning out any person hating
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| With the hustle, focus, and determination of a Gary Vaynerchuk
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| And my fans are up, and they at the show, and they hands are up
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| Untamed animal, got no handler
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| They can’t see me, I call them Sand-a-ra
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| Thinking outside of the Birdbox, no shit Sherlock
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| Hella bars written in the word doc
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| Keep my words stocked, never see my words stop
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| I be on a wave yo, meet me at the surf shop
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| I fuck around, I fuck around, I fuck around with these flows
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| But don’t fuck around, don’t fuck around, don’t fuck around with these hoes
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| Got a couple pounds, we puffin' loud, so come around for that smoke
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| Now come get down and get ghost
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| Hit 'em with a little bit of Eminem, Triggaman, Killa Cam flow
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| 'Cause I been the man, pen in hand, scribblin' notes
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| (Let's link man, we gotta build, fam)
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| Um, listen man, listen man, listen man, no
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| I’m just living in my own damn bubble, I don’t want no trouble
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| I chill and get stoned
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| Sitting alone, so leave that bullshit back at home
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| And zip it, 'cause I’m in my zone
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| Pipe down, zip it right now
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| Pass a light 'round, light loud
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| Blowing white clouds, out of sight, wow
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| I’ve found that I’m quite high
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| And it might sound like I’m
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| Out my right mind
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| Bitch, don’t kill my vibe
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| Pipe down
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| Hold up, wait, shut your fucking face
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| Pipe down
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| Hold up, wait, got no time to waste
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| Pipe down
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| Hold up, wait, stop, shut your fucking face
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| Pipe down when that bass drop
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| I think I’m in the mood for a peanut butter jelly
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| With a corner cut knife and a tight mouth
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| Puttin' marijuana in a iCloud
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| I smell it like The Rock with the eyebrow
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| Why you gotta shirt inside-out
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| I don’t need a label
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| To muffle to a track on the high ground
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| Other word that you need to pipe down
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| I’m for sure Sherlock with the pipe now
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| Flow far out like the picture of a lighthouse
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| Thoughts in the quill once I put the ink on it
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| Climbing the city like King-Kong did
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| It be knocking and I’m running with my shit, ding-dong-ditch
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| I’m a warrior, you cling on this
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| And I wouldn’t be surprised if you ringtoned this
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| I ain’t ever once blink on this
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| I’ma drink on this
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| Webby, know I’m gonna shit on this
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| You could bet a whole bathroom sink on this
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| So I do it enjoyably
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| We could hotbox in the bathroom, I’ll bring toiletry
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| You annoyed with me
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| Y’all miss me more than public bathroom toilet seat
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| I was with a chick so plastic, went to the beach and she destroyed the sea
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| That kinda disappointed me
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| You say, «who the best?», and they point at me
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| Came up in the jungle where the lion from
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| But we never get a trial run
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| Who here like bite your tongue
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| Don’t make me the violent one
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| Zip it like your fly undone
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| Man pipe down when that bass drop
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| You got me bored like a skate shop
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| Don’t be hero, tryna fake fly
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| I’ma bury your cape up in Cape Cod
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| Pipe down, zip it right now
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| Pass a light 'round, light loud
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| Blowing white clouds, out of sight, wow
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| I’ve found that I’m quite high
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| And it might sound like I’m
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| Out my right mind
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| Bitch, don’t kill my vibe
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| Pipe down
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| Hold up, wait, shut your fucking face
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| Pipe down
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| Hold up, wait, got no time to waste
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| Pipe down
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| Hold up, wait, stop, shut your fucking face
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| Pipe down when that bass drop |