Glow

Hop up out the bed
 My hair smelling like blunt smoke
 My Momma worried bout me
 Too much sh*t that she don't know
 I'm the sh*t
 I had to float the 808
 Like a boat row
 My aura always glowing
 Think I look like a light show
 Hop up out the bed
 My hair smelling like blunt smoke
 My Momma worried bout me
 Too much sh*t that she don't know
 I'm the sh*t
 I had to float the 808
 Like a boat row
 My aura always glowing
 Think I look like a light show
 I think I caught the Holy Ghost
 Around the rosie
 Do-si-do
 She screaming for me
 As I'm drifting slowly into comatose
 Hold me, no
 Tell me, are the homies home
 Cuz I've been exposed to another being
 And I think that it's time to go
 It's a brand new KeiKei arising
 Open my eyelids
 I've been dreaming
 Now new sh*t on horizon
 All my stars are aligning
 Fighting demons, Orion
 With the might of a lion
 I'm in my temple, like Mayans
 And you can't even climb it
 B*tch, I'm out the box and in my bag
 You're wanting what you couldn't have
 A Ricky logo on the flag
 We fly it over Maryland
 In Donnycaster, holy land
 And cast our shadows
 Like we were wearing red
 And holding hands
 With only a tan glove on
 I do my dance on graves of the older me
 No controller needed
 Cut the puppet strings from the back of me
 And I started bleeding
 Publicly and honestly
 I'm telling you we gonna be
 The leaders of the DMV
 Or you can catch my whole penis
 Hop up out the bed
 My hair smelling like blunt smoke
 My Momma worried bout me
 Too much sh*t that she don't know
 I'm the sh*t
 I had to float the 808
 Like a boat row
 My aura always glowing
 Think I look like a light show
 Hop up out the bed
 My hair smelling like blunt smoke
 My Momma worried bout me
 Too much sh*t that she don't know
 I'm the sh*t
 I had to float the 808
 Like a boat row
 My aura always glowing
 Think I look like a light show
 Alright, look
 I'm throwin verbal right hooks
 I'm fried like I'm a line cook
 And all my ns dine first
 But all your ns dying first
 Cuz yo block's hot
 From them lying verses
 Need to hang that sh*t up
 Like your towel
 After you hit the shower
 Got my mojo back
 They say I'm groovy
 Like I'm Austin Powers
 London boy
 I sold the O2 out
 Too bad it was a dream
 The requiem was that I woke up wide awake
 Still on a stage
 Yelling every word
 But draped around me was a cloud of haze
 Like Jimi, man
 I play this game in a way that no one's ever seen
 I fking gleam
 We stack the team up to the ceiling
 Hanging from the pipework
 This rapping sh*t is light work
 So, I had to spit a slight verse
 It's slight work
 Like Vance be
 No, y'all can't dance with me
 I went creek walking when you see the streams
 Everything is bigger than it seems
 Not a meme picture
 Everything you wanted since a youngin
 Hey
 I don't really want the coverage
 But the music can't be undercover
 Other ns try to push me on a product
 Imma just kick back
 And light the pot up
 Then I wake up
 And I
 Hop up out the bed
 My hair smelling like blunt smoke
 My Momma worried bout me
 Too much sh*t that she don't know
 I'm the sh*t
 I had to float the 808
 Like a boat row
 My aura always glowing
 Think I look like a light show
 Hop up out the bed
 My hair smelling like blunt smoke
 My Momma worried bout me
 Too much sh*t that she don't know
 I'm the sh*t
 I had to float the 808
 Like a boat row
 My aura always glowing
 Think I look like a light show
 Hop up out the bed
 My hair smelling like blunt smoke