Intro (ViZion):
Yo
Yo open up
Yea, what ya'll up to
Oh shit! Again? yea I'll take a hit, whatever, let's do it
#SolAR
Verse 1 (ViZion):
Ziploc, good grade, sitting on this couch
Every time I hit this house, dude's is blowing up an ounce
Kid not, if not, then it's all about
Girls on girl on girls, yea we bring 'em out
This is really living or maybe just my opinion
But once you're feeling good, whats the fucking difference?
Please don't make it difficult like hieroglyphic definitions
Life is just for living, so be happy and quit to bitching
Be different, dream big, stick with it
Never let 'em bring you down, and f'f'fear, kill kill it
Yea I'm killing it. flow so villainous
Buzz so real, I might get a light bill in this
Bitch, I'm ready for whatever tomorrow may bring
If it's only lemons, give me sugar, I'm mixing a drink
Know it's not the heavens cause I'm rolling with the King
He told me persevere and I'll get it like Lebron's ring
Hook (ViZion):
So close your eyes
Forget the moment
If the feeling's right
Then i'll just hold it
Yea close your eyes
And keep on floating
If the feelings right
Then I'll keep on rolling
Verse 2 (ViZion):
While I'm here, kicking it in my beach chair
Island boy, how I'm living, got a girl in each ear
Prada and pina colada, bad girls stay near
Cause they love my energy, mc2
Disappear lil mo'fuckers with no swag
They ain't talk the way I talk, they can't give 'em what I have
They give em Gucci bags, maybe a massage
Maybe put a ring on em, before they leave with half
I give em first class, maybe a menage
And I don't disappear near the end like a mirage
My entourage, get green like camouflage
And we scheme complex, you can call it raz mataz
Bad boy, coming from Barbados
And I'm living half famous, cause my shit sound like I made it
It's a mad world, and it's so full of haters
But id never change my status, all I really gotta say is
Hook (ViZion):
Close your eyes
Forget the moment
If the feeling's right
Then i'll just hold it
Yea close your eyes
And keep on floating
If the feelings right
Then I'll keep on rolling
Verse 3 (ViZion):
Check my state, chilling in the cut
For a minute, as we're sipping em, spilling out the cup
Check my game, all grown up
With swag like Jager, feel like a million bucks
Put you in the mind frame, paint like Picasso
Van Gogh with the Pernot and merlot fiascos
Trying a get nice whip, something like a Lambo
Murcielago, plus a bad chick, ass like mango
Give thanks Jah know, I'm ready for whatever though
I'm tall like the pinnacle, they're small like a decimal
Another level up, like I got a cheat code
Living like in a movie, now my cheques got zeroes
And I don't know bout you, but believe yourself
That means be you
And I don't know bout you, I believe in me
So I'm making moves
Outro (ViZion):
I'm on the wild wild south, coast
Picturing money in large amounts
Bounce, no, cheques from bank accounts
While I roll up L's by the quarter ounce
I'm on the wild wild south, coast
Picturing money in large amounts
Bounce, no, cheques from bank accounts
While I roll up L's by the quarter
