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HI-DEAS 2

 

HI-DEAS 2

(album: Hideas: The Album - 2021)


Oh, yeah
Um-hmm
Church Church Church Church, ayy
People saying "Oh man what is this?
This ain't your best shit
What are you high right now?"
Duh, it's called HI-DEAS for a reason
Church

I woke up early, rolled a J but I do that shit every day
My thoughts come up with green light bulbs, don't activate my UV rays
You stay lit, I just burst in flames like half those ashes that I made
Smoke half of that with something dank while the rest in my saliva lake
In my head I pull thick mermaids, don't Minaj that line 'til your head aches
Hit the bed with the hashtag Niki Ari, Ana my vision Grande
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on hey Stoner check this
Telekenesis with my thesis
I can hold my breath and still preach up them epic speeches
HI-DEAS' 1 said following Reese's Pieces
I'm the Elon Musk of hip-hop, thinking outside of the solar system
ET ain't phoning home he's lighting bleezies with his finger
'Cause his touch is so red hot, me pointing is a danger
I'll burn 'em like a Titan streaming on a gaming system
I'm so high I reach for Halos no Call to help my Duty
I'm in my Fort at Nite waiting for somebody to shoot me
Hashtag chug jug got 'em butt hurt like a butt plug
Have 'em like "Where'd that hater get his motherfucking walk from?"
I learn my walk up on a scaffold, deathly heights for pocket jangle
Dirty clothes from trying to live, my wages ain't no wash detergent
My mind like a greenhouse inside, you can not weed through all these vines
My third eye constricts the criticism and pulls you all inside
Black hole to the industry, that's why no one sits next to me
I'm black magic in the thicket, middle finger to TV screens
I'm that, I'm that white noise for the black and white boys
Crawling out the empty well, spitting acid rain on 'em
Battle paint on my motherfucking face
Represent the whole entire human race
Where I come from it's rebel flags
Bowties but not around my neck
I'm talking about just being fresh
Don't let the mainstream make you raise a brow
But if it didn't than fuck it I guess
'Cause that's the world we live in now
So follow, follow, follow, like, like, like
Hey homie can you share this?
Look at this video, it's a dude chopping a dog's head
And throwing it off a real tall bridge
Desensitized emotional placement for a YouTuber's monetization
And they wonder why I sit in fields staring at the sky 'cause it truly is amazing
Church

Parachute me, parachute me, parachute me, parachute me, oh
I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the firearms
I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the firearms
And everybody knows I love rolling stoned
It's just frozen over, chasing white lightning
Just frozen over, chasing white lightning
My neck of the woods, my neck of the woods
Who the, who the, who the, who the fuck is that?
I'm just Tennessee dreaming, I'm just Tennessee dreaming
Church

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