Lyrics Then - Trellion, Sniff

Then

«And then
Then
And then
Oh no
It happened
Suddenly, suddenly, it was all true.»
«Alright, close the door and get out.»
Yo, I want a stuffed polar bear by my fireplace
When I’m old and grey, mini-bar atlas
To slow the pain
Pet shark like I know it’s name
I took your shorty by the waist
She showed no restraint
Undecided
In limbo
Under eyelids
Run the island
Hail, snow, thunder, lightening
Underlining
The way that you doing it
Just ain’t doing it
You must be reminded
Bubble life
Reply like, 'Maybe another time.'
Wide-eyed crazy, I’m uninspired
What you think about that?
I ain’t even tried yet, better think about that
This is time-killing shit
When
I bill a spliff
High tide in the bits
High five, the abyss
Ain’t big enough for this
I tell a bitch, 'Why try to resist?'
This is me
I don’t care if you don’t like what it is
It’s like they’re tryna kill my vibe or suttin
But they must be out their mind, 'cause they never will
Now it’s fucking with their pride or suttin
Tryna figure it out
But they never will
It’s like they’re tryna kill my vibe or suttin
But they must be out their mind, 'cause they never will
Now it’s fucking with their pride or suttin
Tryna figure it out (out, out)
Yo, there’s no change in the dope game
I sit and reminisce about the old days
Keeps it burning on a low flame
Learn it’s my turn, did a lot of work for no gain
So, brother, mind your own
I spent time with the rhyme, while
You were tryna find your zone
Spend some time alone (time alone)
'Cause if it works, then it works
If it don’t then you riding home
Timeless quotes, spoke in abundance
Smoking the substance
Ghost in the function
Snowflake
Give an inch but they take a mile
So be careful where you base your style
Creative bile,
It takes a while
Deadfalls in the hundreds
They said I got a grave, better use it for something (something)
It’s like they’re tryna kill my vibe or suttin
But they must be out their mind, 'cause they never will
Now it’s fucking with their pride or suttin
Tryna figure it out
But they never will
It’s like they’re tryna kill my vibe or suttin
And they must be out their mind, 'cause they never will
And now it’s fucking with their pride or suttin
Tryna figure it out (out, out)
«Sure, we’ve got a moral for tonight’s story…
If you’re marrying a musician, insist on a big house.
Don’t go in for this
lighthouse keeping stuff.
*Laughter*»