BeesKnees ft. Controller 7, Iowa Rockwell & Surfboard C Lyrics

Funny how the money don't grow

On trees

Let's talk about the birds and the bees 

I'm Feeling like the bees knees

Funny how the money don't grow

On trees

Let's talk about the birds and the bees 

I'm Feeling like the bees knees

Sipping on blood orange bundaberg

Angry at the world 

Like Greta Thunderberg

And rightfully so 

Had to leave behind the snow

And take a trip to the coast

Short term

But it's long enough 

For me to feel growth

I'm try to invest in the presence

When you born at Christmas 

And everyone gets presents

You learn what to invest in 

I been Robinhood 

Way before Robinhood

No app 

I'm bout to snap like a rubber band 

Polly would 

Say what Polly been taught

A trained parrot

Apparently I am not 

So it's fuck what you thought

Pardon my French

But she's my better half

Don't walk too hard

You might get Dewey Coxed 

I prefer my bourbon on the rocks

I'll enjoy a night of kicking rocks

Usually I don't 

But I just ran out of fucks 

What's a life 

Without pushing your lucks

Hold on 

Before you push that button

Alarm set for six o'clock

My blisters popped

I'm waking up to get it hot

No matter if I'm rich or not

The focus won't change

Things rearrange

Priorities shift

Minorities sit

At the tables now

But that ain't what this thangs about

That's what I tell my gang about

It's really bout the family and love

Im not the same without

The ones that mean the most

The ones that clean your coat

The ones that bring you dope

Tell Virgil write sativa on my sativa

I smirk like the Mona Lisa

Cole get to hold a visa

Told him you born a leader

Don't be a follower for followers

That's over eager

Just follow yo procedure

It's what I came home to teach ya

We gotta bring integrity back

It take a village and better be

Like 70 cats

One purpose

One accord

No service

No reward

No one heard us

Press record

Young board

Funny how the money don't grow

On trees

Let's talk about the birds and the bees 

I'm Feeling like the bees knees

Funny how the money don't grow

On trees

Let's talk about the birds and the bees 

I'm Feeling like the bees knees

In my world scissors beat paper and rock

I'm rapping like a champ but I can barely talk

I'm lost in thought I'm losing my mind

I'm finding my way I'm losing my time

I'm missing my chances I'm hitting my stride

I'm messaging Frances we talking bout life

My Carioca said-

Have you been to Baía Donald?

I said I live in Baía Hermana

I'm researching on a Solar powered cell phone

I'm observing on the Covid and some self knowing

Cause I can see myself

The picture is depressingly crystal

Couldn't believe myself

When I was sitting in Bristol

Missing out on people

Missing out on money

F.O.M.O. to the foremost

None of it was funny

But I can see clearly now

Because the rain is gone

It didn't disappear

But it did move along

So never put your head down

Hold up your chin up

Soldier position

Never give up

Say bye bye

It's night time

Here's a lullaby

Go to sleep little baby

The world is yours but it's crazy