| Roam through the night
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| The day I been having, hit Rome, shit I might
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| Just empty out my bank account for the flight
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| I float over cobblestone, float over mics
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| Just think about if you do, what you do, right
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| I do what I do and I do it despite
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| These goofy ass niggas, that blew off of hype
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| I’m out in Japan. |
| I move with the sky
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| I’m one with land, I’m one with the tides
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| They do what they can, I do what I like
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| The juju demanded, gotta supply
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| I voodoo the plan, then I hit up Weiss
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| Sippin on potions with Porcelain Geishas
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| I might just go cop the Porsche today bruh
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| Seeing things that I can barely explain
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| But way up, we way up
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| Everyone vibing concerts like a sermon
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| Some people are sneaky they scurry like vermin
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| You try describe me don’t know what the term is
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| Enigma, a beast with the beats and the words
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| I’m always in ilu, the fits be absurd
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| And I swim with Ebisu, I read and I learn
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| Sit back and observe
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| I see through these niggas, they lame and they worthless
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| I keep my distance, don’t like the disturbance
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| Iay it smooth, like I spit it in cursive
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| Turned 22, it felt like an emergence
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| Don’t hang with losers, don’t like the inertia
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| That’s when Geisha gave me something purple
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| Hella wavy I think I feel the Earth move
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| Dipped from the place started smokin some herbal
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| Walked to the lake I saw ghosts in rehearsal
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| Fuck
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| Sippin on potions with Porcelain Geishas
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| I might just go cop the Porsche today bruh
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| Seeing things that I can barely explain
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| But way up, we way up |