Mother Gaia Lyrics

I see them commas, coming to a nigga

Like the fucking llamas, blowing through them figures

Blowing through them figures

Blowing through them figures

Blowing through them racks

Get the fucking stacks hoe

Get the fucking—

Get the fucking—

Get the fucking—

Get the fucking—

Get the fucking—

Yeah I get the fucking—

Yeah I get the fucking hoe, red mink rug

Racks bitch damn

Racks bitch damn, yeah racks bitch damn

Racks bitch damn, yeah racks bitch damn, yeah racks bitch damn

I got racks, I got fucking racks

I got fucking stacks

I got fucking money

I got fucking bags

What you think I'm funny?

Connecting with them plants

Man I stay connected, bitch I'm with the—

Bitch I'm with the earth, she just treat me well

That's my mother Gaia, yeah she for my help

Yeah she fund my health, yeah she fund my wealth

Yeah she fund these bills bitch she funding for it all yeah

Yeah I'm spreading all this love yeah

Yeah I'm spreading all these commas, spreading all these rhymes

Boy you make a dime man, boy you make it shine

Boy you make it rock man, I ain't even trying

I ain't even trying, nah, I ain't even trying

I just go and take all these fucking freestyles

I just one take all these fucking freestyles

This shit from my heart, this shit come from me

Nigga don't you see, I'm the only be—

I'm the only being man, a dei-fucking-ty

I'm the only being man, the dei-fucking-ty

Yeah I run the fucking earth, man my mind been made of—

Mind been made of—

Mind been made of—D-M-fucking-T

I just smoke the weed

I just smoke this herb, man I'm smoking on this green

Smoking on this pound man, smoking on these rocks

That's just what I am, that's just what I shop

I just like to ball man, balling at the mall

That shit be so liminal, the liminal tick-tock

The liminal the fog man, liminal the halls

Liminal the clothes, man I renovated calls

Man I make these raws, and I make these tunes

Yeah I make these tunes man, how I make these tunes