Yo, feeling blessed I might take a stab at the lottery
Might win big and invest in Afrikan pottery
Light-skinned chick to my left and I might wife
I don't wanna name drop but know she into astrology
Got horus in my blood my biology
Is godsent, start a mosh pit, bumpin Quasi' beats
Neptune and beyond, they be boppin me
Vibe sound like Watson so it gotta be
Toxic, spittin toxins and it's not for free
Gotta make bread, nigga gotta eat
No diss, that nine-to-five shit not for me
Smokin on zips, big blunts need alotta trees
Florida raised, where the swamp be?
I'mma' raise hell if a nigga try to swamp me
I'mma' go to jail if a nigga try the fam
No joke

Tapped in live from the grave from the smoke
People trapped in lives that they claim that they want
I be shootin movies
I be gettin groovy
Taking acid trips in the sun
Getting tatts and we lit off the runtz
Artillery studios clique with the stunts
VHS clips in abundance
Somewhere bumpin Death Grips in a Humvee
I love ugly fleece on the kid hella comfy

Feeling blessed I might take a stab at the lottery
Might win big and invest in Afrikan pottery

R.I.P. DOOM
R.I.P. Ras G