TRIO.

I said no idols 'round the corner and we never gonna see 'em woah
Rollin' up my backwood and I dropped a couple pieces though
Holdin' up my conscious so lord please go and take me home
Swallow all my pride so lord I don’t really know
Hallelujah
The holiest spirit
I guess I Was stuck outside that college music blaring I ain’t hear it
But my art is used to curb my fears so I ain’t let you near it
Cause when the shit pop off I promise that
You’ll want a piece of it
If you not my brother than I promise you not seeing shit
Built a small following off the strength of believin' shit
And it’s tiny but amazing
With this time that I’ve been paying
All the time that I’ve been playing the game man I’m just saying
2 or 3 kids getting high in a Cadillac
Right outside the college but they never went to college nooo
All they really know is how to vibe with a backpack
No idols 'round the corner yea they never gonna see 'em woah
Said if you wanna rap a lil' bit we’ll come and swoop ya
Tree from the metro getting stoned like Medusa
Stoned like we used to on my own I ain’t used to
Things to be this way but fuck it the blunts crusin'
Losing puttin' pussy on a pedestal
Was using drugs higher levels than the shits thats in an edible
But it’s so incredible to see how life really is
Thought I had it figured out but I was just a kid
Had the same dreams same dirty black vans on
Had a down bitch I’m the one she put a trance on
Every single Friday she would go and get her dance on
Fuckin' miracle if she ever kept her pants on
Same dreams like I said shit was just less refined
A dollar 99 the shit it took to free my mind
But don’t you mind I’m putting beats inside a coffin
I’m still hitting blunts thats why I’m over here coughin'