SOULAR PLEXUS Lyrics

Aaaah, Cmon

I know you wonder what it's like on the other side

Wooooow I, wooooow I

I can tell you right now that it's not what you had in mind

When it gets so

Turbulent wow

Stimulants flow

Sedatives slow

Can't forget though, huh

When it hits oh

And you get woke

It never ends no

But it never gets old

Got damn, better buckle up

In the circle wit my niggas finna huddle up

Somebody said schedule one boy I'm cutting up

Man I must be getting loose I feel it in my gut uh

Crossed the line, seen my nigga told that boy wassup

Looking back on the days when niggas in the cut

Now they grown tryna figure out what's what

Going every which way getting fucked up uh

Moving on cuz you know we never gave a fuck

Got the bleezy on me know I gotta keep it tucked

Got the bleezy and a gleeky guess I'm double stuffed, for them rare times niggas wanna act up

Shit get really trippy go ahead and try ya luck

But if them niggas cross the line know they fucked up

Dig deep you might figure out what's up

And you can make ya own decisions I am not the judge

You can never guess what I been through

Wanna know what I'm like, what I'm into

Hippy flip trip got me in my mental ooh ooh ooh

I been up working its been all night

Feel em creeping on me spotlight moonlight

Breathing getting heavy feel my chest getting tight ight ight ight

No withdrawals still all money in

The marathon continues but I ain't running

All this sex appeal have her ass coming again and again and again

Maybe it's all in my gold (yea)

Maybe it's all in my glow (yea?)

Nah it's the plexus of soul

It's the T-R-I-P yea you know we them goats