I'm a ghost, I'm a spirit Motherfucking appearence I'm just using these words To describe the colors I'm hearing And all the sounds that I'm seeing I need a pound of the tree And I get so lifted, the clouds looking pretty grounded to me And I treat this shit like a gift I randomly found in the street Took that same gift and re-gift it Pass it around, I don't need it Scribble it down and repeat it Dribble around the arena 80 points, 30 assists Cause bitch, I lift the whole team up You better act like you need us So yes, I'm raising my feet up I ain't got shit for you to sleep on Dog, I ain't no IKEA I live inside an idea I'm on that plane with Aaliyah I held the shotgun for Kurt I built the bomb for Korea I am the human duality Peep the good and the bad in me I don't get why they mad at me But I think that it's flattering None of this shit is mattering And my brains what I'm splattering Cross the page, just to refrain From all the pain that I'm battling My name means nothing I think my age means nothing I think my rage means nothing I think, we all crave substance I think the weed is all I need I use the dutches as crutches I'm living fuck your instructions I'm living fuck your instructions I'm livin- Fuck your instructions I'm livin' Big bank roll Tell me whatcha know Would you put it on ya' soul? Tell me where you tryna go Got a big bank roll Tell me whatcha know Guess I'm trash at origami cause my paper never fold Got a big bank roll Tell me whatcha know Would you put it on ya' soul? Tell me where you tryna go Got a big bank roll Tell me whatcha know Guess I'm trash at origami cause my paper never fold Tiramisu for breakfast Gucci fendi on my shoulders Smell the Folgers Started seein' the pyramid schemes all folding before me Like terrible shoppers I'm holding my horses The weight of it would tear open chakras not folding for morsels I can't just pair with impostors and move with my soul When I paint nocturnal those forces No fashion my niggas all saints We passin' the dank In my glass is a Sauvignan Blanc Little gold flakes in my ash sweep the whole swank Tunnel vision, I'm a long way from Shawshank Watch the coupe crawl, know I came up out the crawlspace Curveball, I'm in y'all face It ain't never had the clone don't make that fake mistake I think the fame means nothing I think this game means nothing I think reality is see through in a change of perception I know the weed is all I need It's either papers or nothing I'm livin', fuck your instructions I'm living fuck your instructions I'm livin- Big bank roll Tell me whatcha know Would you put it on ya' soul? Tell me where you tryna go Got a big bank roll Tell me whatcha know Guess I'm trash at origami cause my paper never fold Got a big bank roll Tell me whatcha know Would you put it on ya' soul? Tell me where you tryna go Got a big bank roll Tell me whatcha know Guess I'm trash at origami cause my paper never fold