Timeless

I've seen them dead off pills I've seen them fainting and the feds giving

bruises We don't got no bales

Check start boosting accounts start to fill the dope

Start moving minds and mouths for real Fold cash for cards it's soothing

I told her how to chill There's a gold stash in my heart

And I'm cooling her off and put her in my will

Four, five, six, seven, eight legs Until the brain is one of its own

Nine fucking albums I still haven't bought a home

Time after time he said his tracks will get sold

But how you gonna do that when you still have a soul