Dough Lyrics

You want that smoke

Better feeling

When I’m counting my dough

I got better feeling 'cause I've been counting my dough

Round the corner finding

Round the

Around the

Round the corner finding

People, fiend, a bible and I’m

Happy, happy, sad

You can see me in the crowd

By myself

An all up and down madman

Loud

Takeoff on the moon

Eyes took a charge

That’s what I’m after

Astin a car

And I wanna go faster

Mind of a car

Mind of a master

Pastor the fraud

Rest assure he’s a crafter

Cause of disaster

I pause when they ask for the king

Because there ain’t a god

Passed 'em down with a ring

Crown among a crowd

And I sing

I was there but I don’t know the story

In and out there ain’t no allegory

Been the means they deem me clean I’m on it

Yeh I’m on it

Funnel and some gas

Make ya choke need a moment

Eyes fail to focus, I'm loaded

Warning

Post-skimp motive

Two-peet toke with some

Homegrown potent

You like treat so sweet never notice

And she like me low key

I’m on it

(but what did he just say)

Right. Im on it

And what do they tell me?

(Right, you chosen)

Huh? I’m chosen?

Word

You better ease up man

For the crowd

Hands in the air

Lost and the found

Eyes on me

Better stare at the sound

But I burn like sea so slow

How I'm rolling?

Frozen