GR8R VIBES FREE-FLOW Lyrics

Yo, from the darks, parts of my hearts

And on the Saturdays, Saturday nights

Give you the end of vision where I satellite

Out of this world, I'm like a satellite

Bright ideas, I sat in light

Never disrespecting the man, the child, the woman, the girl

Average type, no I'm not the savage type

The one that's scavenged, right

Trying to get what's left, no

Breaths, the way we smoking, the things be spoken

With the deeps and the depths, see

Places I crept, astral project

From dope projects, where they try to have us

Know that we suspect, that they suspects

Us to be suspects, nah, we the one

Trying to come up from the specs, spots

Different things, that they might've got

Different types of links, things they cannot link

But money is spent, so it's more than making sense

Man, you can't get paid unless you use common sense

No, my accomplishments, something that they couldn't do

I astonish this, no

They say the word's too big from the colleges

But you ain't gotta see that these pictures switch and vary

All you had to do was talk to Webster

Oxford is a dictionary, no

This is different and varied, so

I don't know, I don't know what levels people be

Cause I'm the one that started to breathe

Back when we was young, people swear that they smart

Be sounding dumb when only thing you can know

Is you never know it all

Cause everybody be out here, be a pro when you ball

But everybody's known that it's those who known to fall

So don't be the one to get called to the call

Cause you never know when your final day happens

Coming for us all

It's the reaper, the creeper

How you over there, the virgins

Even Mother Teresa had to speak to

Higher creator, greater, lighter being

You ain't even over here with your third eye

To sight seeing

I ain't even stopping, I mean it

To sight seeing like the Grand Canyon

When you over here, we ain't paying hand in

Unless it's for gold mines

I mean like gold mines or platinum thots

Bright idea, yeah, those fines

Those, and I don't know about your design

But I know I do what I do

It's so cold to the frozen mines

Nah, it's like a frozen mine

Lot of Antarctica things that you trying to find

Plumb the tundra and we start, brother

Charter, be the ones, Debbie

Expeditions, over here we on a longer

Bigger mission, see

That was my song, bro

It was ascension, higher

That was a lot of ones I did

I'd be a liar to say it was only one

Did it, we been done

Gotta be the ones that come around

And then spun, gotta get the light to the sun

I mean like the light from the sun

I'm made for the daughters

Either way, it'll say it harder

Nah, gotta be the greatest author

A naked father, making sure

That ex-grand owner's greater

Nah, it stands in the meta

Be the one that gotta do this

Some be that bull

They don't understand about

That stuff they trying to pull

They'll have your full gold

Things that shouldn't be sold

About people who was on the boat

Shit them roads, they shouldn't have went down the bad path

And like I said, that's half-ass

With them assholes

Had us sold, sold for cash flows

Man, that's bold

World crimes

Crimes against the gods

But it's okay, cause the one

Will come even to odds