Boldy James & Real Bad Man
Seeing Visions
[Intro]
This weed got me on that trippy shit
A n***a wiggin' off a trippy stick
Where we at?

[Verse 1]
Fully bang Cabana, bust down 42s
Did my thing at Juliana, should've went to boarding school
'Cause I moved to Oregon, channel checking for the news
Touched more keys than a piano, I can make an organ move
Still double downed on that deuce, put a seven on it
Thought that this was that but this that shit them n***as never wanted
Me and Chuck cut it and them gang members you run behind
Closest thing that I got to some brothers when it come to mine
Me and Shaw gon' kill for one another, that's just how we rock
Drop a scale with this mop stick, get you molly-wopped
Rep the Hell Block and Six Mile, cuzzo from the Clear
Grew up on East Warren in that concrete jungle gym
Real mafia, what else? N***as know what's up with them
Hokum Block back to McClair, they knew not to fuck with him
Smoked a couple n***as boots, that's the thing about Lil Mooch
I'm act a Damian Lillard, these n***as I'm quick to sho-

[Chorus]
I'm just tryna catch a rhythm
Tripping off of these trippy snacks, I'm seeing visions
I'm seeing visions
I'm just tryna catch a rhythm
Tripping off of these trippy snacks, I'm seeing visions
I'm seeing visions
[Interlude]
All I have, all I have
All I have is memories

[Verse 2]
Rich as dog shit, real slum dog millionaire
Came up on warrants from great influence off of Belvedere
Went to Chandler Elementary first through fourth grade
Low-cut fade, black suede, number four J's
All white buffies got these whores wanna suck me dry
Richest rich kid, 40 pointers covering my eyes
Cookin' up a pot while them ghetto birds hover in the sky
I been hustling and thuggin' all my life
On the mob, my black through a couple hundred in a night
If they try to green light us, we gon' run the red light
And park a n***a shit, hock a loogie with the carbon, let it rip
Glicko with the switch, leave a n***a carcass with the stich
From Van Dyke and Harper to the Six
This shit on the floor like it ain't no carpet in this biz
Sorry I was trappin', me and Francoise we legit
Aaron Rodgers, I don't need no shoulder harness for the strig

[Chorus]
I'm just tryna catch a rhythm
Tripping off of these trippy snacks, I'm seeing visions
I'm seeing visions, let's get it
I'm just tryna catch a rhythm
Tripping off of these trippy snacks, I'm seeing visions
I'm seeing visions (Let's get it)
[Outro]
All I have, all I have
All I have is memories
Memories of you