Taylor Effin Cleveland - Ashes to Acid Lyrics

Ashes to acid
Fire after fire
The waves of hell consume us
The heathens' Hades rises again
Fire after fire

Summer of Sam
I'm the f*cking man
Was lost for a bit now I got a f*cking plan
Y'all gon' f*cking feel it
I'm too psychedelic
Y'all ain't gotta ask 'cause I'mma f*cking tell it
I ain't got to sell it
But I'mma f*cking sell it
And when I don't like it no more I'mma kill it
A'yo
Who got a light though
Money making master plan I am the maestro
Bitch
I am so tight though
Mushrooms and LSD call me a psycho
What
Haters want to be us
What
Haters want to see us
What
Haters want to meet us but we made up like Jesus you will never believe us
Getting sucked up like leeches
Getting down and selling pounds on exotic beaches
I'm living so infamous
And it feels magnificent
It must be adrenaline
Effin gon' kill this shit

Tbh dog t.b. f*cking h
Let's be real dog you can't reciprocate
The force is strong yeah the hoes they gravitate
The plug is real yeah he got to liquidate
Hit up Ma hit up Pa hit em both
Allowance money ain't enough for antidote
I got you covered though got magic in my coat
What you want boy I got it by the boat
Got 'em leaning got 'em feening for this stuff
Got 'em scheming got 'em dreaming 'bout a puff
Feed the demons keep 'em eating call my bluff
Pay no mind, keep 'em coming po' it up
Who said that we weren't about the profession
No need to trip now I was just asking question
You need to chill out yeah thats my suggestion
Got pills for that frown need to change that expression
Okay
Dribble dribble Taylor Effin
Travel foul but no reffing
Double crossing watch your stepping
From the future George Jetson