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Something that I can't explain
Something happened to my brain
Something in the wave you may
Bet my life I know it's you
Bet my life you saw the truth
I've been lying to myself
I don't wanna feel nothing at all
Put this fuckin' book on my shelf
I don't wanna feel nothing at all
Put this fuckin' book on my shelf
Full Moon flexing, smoking while you're resting
Sunroof open and my bitch look like a blessing
Wind in the hair, now she looking like a goddess
Blunts in the air, now I'm looking like I got it
Tatts on my neck, now I'm looking like a convict
I would never talk to the feds, that's a promise
Put the whole world on my back and I got it
I would never drop it, I would never drop it
Feeling like I'm haunted, feeling like I'm wanted
Feeling like I'm zonin'
Bitch you know I'm on it
Bitch you know I'm tripping, LSD all in my system
And these bitches act like they're with me
That's not how we gon' treat them
Fuck 'em all, love 'em all
Need 'em, I'll defeat 'em
Then I'll leave 'em in the dust and never give 'em any reason
I'ma fuck around, I'ma crash it in the mountain
Crash it in the ocean and watch 'em all drownin'
Something that I can't explain
Something happened to my brain
Something in the wave you may
Bet my life I know it's you
Bet my life you saw the truth
I've been lying to myself
I don't wanna feel nothing at all
Put this fuckin' book on my shelf
I don't wanna feel nothing at all
Put this fuckin' book on my shelf
(?) We look for signs
Through the purple clouds we had to shine
Pop one, twelve, south beach, watch me
(?) We the realest you gon' find
I can get back the money, not the time
You might go blind, looking through 'em blinds
Closed on both sides
That's why she cryin', couldn't sleep at night
It's what I get for lyin'
It don't matter, muslim and catholic (?)
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust and back to the ground
Started from the ground-up
Even these platinum plaques catching dust
Like these back blocks where they found us
Something that I can't explain
Something happened to my brain
Something in the wave you may
Bet my life I know it's you
Bet my life you saw the truth
I've been lying to myself