Atmosphere Lyrics

Look me in my eyes

Please tell me no lies

Smoke big tree I'm fried

I need a new ride

The tint percent on five

So you can't see inside

The blind gonna lead the blind

And I don't even mind

I pay all my bills

Got my card on file

I don't got time to slide

I ain't gonna catch no vibe

I ain't got time to chill

I don't got time to feel

I've been trying to build

I'm trying to find a meal

I'm trying to find the hills

I'm trying to find what's real

I'm so fried in here

Bitch I'm out of here

Think my atmosphere

Is not your atmosphere

And I think my frame of mind

Is not your frame of mind

I'm trying to take my time

I can't let you take mine

I probably tell them whatever they're wanting to hear imma' tell 'em I'm fine

Knowing I can't speak my mind

I'm staying inside

Get out and go for a drive

I want a piece of the pie

Fuck it I'll grab me a slice

No I don't want your advice

See it I want it I buy

I don't even wanna know the price

I don't gotta tell them I'm nice

Go and put me on the mic

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh

Look me in my eyes

Please tell me no lies

Smoke big tree I'm fried

I need a new ride

The tint percent on five

So you can't see inside

The blind gonna lead the blind

And I don't even mind

I pay all my bills

Got my card on file

I ain't got time to slide

I ain't gonna catch no vibe

I ain't got time to chill

I don't got time to feel