Vermont ft. Leader Lyrics

I've been seeing you for months

I've been crying for some days

Just to think it all at once

In an endless complex way

Just a night in Vermont

Just rocking with the waves

I see the visions loud and clear

But without you it's not the same

I'm so tired of the fact that I can't seem to get it under my tracks

But relax, just stating facts

I ain't suicidal, but shit that is my rival

I wanna be like Michael, you know, the next prophet

Switching the words, switching the lanes, I always stay in pocket

And you're inside my market

Rural and family-like

Seeing the mountains, hearing the birds, watching the stars all through the night

Maybe you're right I'm trippin'

But if God's always right why do I see these visions?

And if the Universe only knows why am I so persistent?

And if there's two of me then why I even on this mission?

And if you can't help me then nigga why you even listening

Nobody can help me but I think it's cause I ain't depict it

Maybe let's do it different

How can he be your best friend if you never talk to him?

Go!

(You are now entering a vibe)

I'm so tired of the fact that I can't seem to get it under my tracks

But relax, but relax, but relax, but relax, but relax…

If I see somethin', I will, wish my cameras could though

Once that first lens landed in my hands, I was hooked

Examine the goods, a sample of God, as simple as that

I'm in the next dimension, all parameters pushed

The hammer is cocked, I'm watchin' for my ram in the bush

Jacket pockets saggin' off this wad of candids I took

The telekinetic master of the sand and the soot

So check for that signature granular look

Might appear in any random book, or on a random wall in a random house

Proud with the scans to vouch, really what's to dance around?

Straighten up ya slanted mouth and spit some answers out

Don't give 'em any chance to doubt, but why would they?

Your craft is pure, bag secured, now the path is sure

Pack for tour and practice cause that axe is the cure

So chop chop, Des

Stop watchin' the clock, we tryna drop jewels fo' we drop dead

I'm sorry Des, I'm sorry man but you know

One thing about me is

I ain't finna show up to the event man