Cheers! ft. Binfolk Lyrics

Pinky's far from the glass when I tip the chalice

Cheers

May the O's we smoke match account balance

Tears

Puddles round my feet in a gold palace

Years of hard work, patience, blood, sweat

Counted tears in the sky

Like the heavens I arise

Squares by the pack

Puffin on the corner, where we at

Mine traps, in the field

What you feel, better mind that

Mind been racing since a Rugrat

I know my time strapped

25 laps around the sun, I can't wind back

Voices in my head I had to drown that

Turn the beat up

I ain't rapping on a track unless you speak Aretha, Franklins

Fuck the fame, the respects what I deserve

I hope my flowers ain't given in a hearse

Or them candles on a curb

Flood the block & then I surf

Lead the flock

See all these waves I disperse

With the blessings I return

Imitation just a flirt

Interpolation, really just working all the work over

Invocation of the third eye

Perspective of a birds eye

Every 16 a key

Watch me make a bird fly

This my heart up on the canvas

Let the work dry

This my heart up on the canvas

Let the work dry

Sincerely doubted on but I treat it like a matador

You see it tatted it on me Imma take it all to the floor

6 feet, I heard that hell is warm

If heavens gotta ghettoI hope to see no more

My mama saying that I hope you see the preacher more

Living in my own truth

The fuck I need a preacher for

Bare lies & bare truth

I watched the pieces fall

Picked the pieces up

I think I see it all yeah

Bare lies & bare truth

I watched the pieces fall

Picked the pieces up

I think I see it all yeah

Cheers