Smoke a blunt, get high
Sever old endeavours, gotta cut some ties
These shoes don't lie
I be on a mission, I don't follow time
I don't sense your presence, yeah
Can you wonder why
Living for the thrill
Me, myself and I
You won't know what I be feeling
Own damn lane, label me a villain
I don't ask for much, frankly I be chilling
I just need a couple million
Then I'm Gucci with the Prada
Nightly to Nirvana
Visions of the Dollar
If I hold you to promises that you told me to keep
Would it decide
But I can't decide
These feelings and problems only trouble
Shit ain't what it was
You keep wanting what you wanting
I can't ever give enough
All these problems keep on adding and these stresses
I'm smoking this stress away
Got this vibe its the best of ways
Hold my mind
Just to breathe me
Releif
I get faded smoking woods
Bitch I'm good, I'm puffing stay in the crib
I get alot
The front is a trap
While I chill in the back
I can not lack
My mission is that
Don't need to pull up with a strap
I put it at bay
No circle I'm straight
Keep all the faking away
Dream of a baddie
Calling me daddy
But she cannot have me
Came up wanting benz trucks
My Problems could be answered
Give me one wish, Just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar, dollar, yeah
Give me one wish, just one kiss, just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar
More than one thing up on my mind
How you make it look so easy
When I'm gonna cop them pieces
If she's boutta bring it back, no feelings
Come get enlightened
You wanna roll with the giants
Only love when I'm packing the Bieber
And her friends know we got that Khalifa
That's why I got so much molly in my system
If only I could find somebody who gon' listen
Without the money I got nothing, so I'm desperate
Visions of the dollar, in my pocket, that's my bestfriend
Know how you came, ain't how you're leaving
Got a blunt, and I fill it with the sours
They all get addicted
I could give you power
But it won't last
It'll make you cry
The outcome's easy
When I'm in mind
So I just stay tucked into my grand situation
Got a house up in my pocket
But my hands up in the sky
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Smoke a blunt, get high
Sever old endeavours, gotta cut some ties
These shoes don't lie
I be on a mission, I don't follow time
I don't sense your presence, yeah
Can you wonder why
Living for the thrill
Me, myself and I
You won't know what I be feeling
Own damn lane, label me a villain
I don't ask for much, frankly I be chilling
I just need a couple million
Then I'm Gucci with the Prada
Nightly to Nirvana
Visions of the Dollar
If I hold you to promises that you told me to keep
Would it decide
But I can't decide
These feelings and problems only trouble
Shit ain't what it was
You keep wanting what you wanting
I can't ever give enough
All these problems keep on adding and these stresses
I'm smoking this stress away
Got this vibe its the best of ways
Hold my mind
Just to breathe me
Releif
I get faded smoking woods
Bitch I'm good, I'm puffing stay in the crib
I get alot
The front is a trap
While I chill in the back
I can not lack
My mission is that
Don't need to pull up with a strap
I put it at bay
No circle I'm straight
Keep all the faking away
Dream of a baddie
Calling me daddy
But she cannot have me
Came up wanting benz trucks
My Problems could be answered
Give me one wish, Just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar, dollar, yeah
Give me one wish, just one kiss, just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar
More than one thing up on my mind
How you make it look so easy
When I'm gonna cop them pieces
If she's boutta bring it back, no feelings
Come get enlightened
You wanna roll with the giants
Only love when I'm packing the Bieber
And her friends know we got that Khalifa
That's why I got so much molly in my system
If only I could find somebody who gon' listen
Without the money I got nothing, so I'm desperate
Visions of the dollar, in my pocket, that's my bestfriend
Know how you came, ain't how you're leaving
Got a blunt, and I fill it with the sours
They all get addicted
I could give you power
But it won't last
It'll make you cry
The outcome's easy
When I'm in mind
So I just stay tucked into my grand situation
Got a house up in my pocket
But my hands up in the sky
Sever old endeavours, gotta cut some ties
These shoes don't lie
I be on a mission, I don't follow time
I don't sense your presence, yeah
Can you wonder why
Living for the thrill
Me, myself and I
You won't know what I be feeling
Own damn lane, label me a villain
I don't ask for much, frankly I be chilling
I just need a couple million
Then I'm Gucci with the Prada
Nightly to Nirvana
Visions of the Dollar
If I hold you to promises that you told me to keep
Would it decide
But I can't decide
These feelings and problems only trouble
Shit ain't what it was
You keep wanting what you wanting
I can't ever give enough
All these problems keep on adding and these stresses
I'm smoking this stress away
Got this vibe its the best of ways
Hold my mind
Just to breathe me
Releif
I get faded smoking woods
Bitch I'm good, I'm puffing stay in the crib
I get alot
The front is a trap
While I chill in the back
I can not lack
My mission is that
Don't need to pull up with a strap
I put it at bay
No circle I'm straight
Keep all the faking away
Dream of a baddie
Calling me daddy
But she cannot have me
Came up wanting benz trucks
My Problems could be answered
Give me one wish, Just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar, dollar, yeah
Give me one wish, just one kiss, just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar
More than one thing up on my mind
How you make it look so easy
When I'm gonna cop them pieces
If she's boutta bring it back, no feelings
Come get enlightened
You wanna roll with the giants
Only love when I'm packing the Bieber
And her friends know we got that Khalifa
That's why I got so much molly in my system
If only I could find somebody who gon' listen
Without the money I got nothing, so I'm desperate
Visions of the dollar, in my pocket, that's my bestfriend
Know how you came, ain't how you're leaving
Got a blunt, and I fill it with the sours
They all get addicted
I could give you power
But it won't last
It'll make you cry
The outcome's easy
When I'm in mind
So I just stay tucked into my grand situation
Got a house up in my pocket
But my hands up in the sky
Writer: Kelsey Minaar, Luke van Ster
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid