LIME GREEN FRIENDS (feat. Lil EZ, Griffith, Rob Buck & Kermode Zay)

Flying around the sky like aliens I'm in my bag again In a UFO going fast again Colors blurred around me, I'm in hyperspace Going speed of light Speeding past this world into space Now I'm spaced out Day dreaming Switch the flow up Load the bowl up Think I'm sobering up Take a puff Take a hit Take a tab Anything to get me back Anything to get me back Flying in the sky with the aliens Hearing school alarms I ain't waking up again I'm grooving moving on the dance floor Shawty on me dancing on me Yeah she love this song Yeah she love this song Oh no, I dropped out Think I passed out In my class now Everything is gray And I'm pressed now Want to pop another And look to the sky and say Flying through space with these aliens They my lime green friends Looking out our window See a shooting star Wish up on the star that we make it far Then I'mma chill in space With my aliens Ay I never knew what it was like to live in my own habitat I'm still not yatted up My lungs are up to bat They screaming strike one, strike two About to hit the bong Gotta run the jewels in GTA V Don't worry not talking about real life And yeah I'm living my life through repetitions Some are good and some feel bad But all are worth for the reminiscing Habits built like an ironclad Infused into my memory Like television, feeling static I don't know if I'm living up to the ancestors that I never had And I still can't find no minikits in real life, this shit be boring as fuck All the fuckers controlling the planet be numbing our psyche and physical strength for a nut And I can't tell if world is spinning in the right direction All this beauty, planetary heaven mixed with blood and war It's messing with my perspective So I'm distracting my soul Working on my hip hop collective Keep tryna reach my dreams and goals I'm feeling way too prospective How expecting that I'll never fold So I keep on making affective tunes in my room Stay in shape so I never get old Ayo I'm flying around the sky with my lil green friends We chillin' up high picking at lil green stems and You might just find me up in outer space That booty out of this world Yeah she not from the human race, uh I'm counting stacks in exchange for some green trees Eyes so low But I swear that it's just allergies I blow smoke And fade off to the breeze Now me and my boys all about as high as the calories In a Baskin-Robbins large oreo milkshake Or sugar in the fucking big ice cream cake Or fuckers I don't know at our crib that just showed up Or weed in this big ass backwood I just rolled up so We clear for take off, blasting off to the skies Cheetah Piss running through my veins and shades are red up in my eyes Now I'm chilling here up in space With my lil green friends Never wanna come down Think I'll stay here until the end