Heel Flips
[Verse 1: 2.1]
Riding round while I'm riding round
Really don't know where I'm driving now
Smoking from the pound riding thru the town
Thinking of some dope lyrics, so I can write it down
Tryna stay away from the fuzz
Especially when i rolling drugs
Or running red lights and stop signs just because
I got too much in my mind and I don't really give a fuck
Tryna execute my next my plan
Like how Imma stay covered in green like a Jets fan
Changing lanes, while im tryna change the game
And make a name and not become addicted to the money and the fame
I heard it hard to do it
Even though I got the brains of a Harvard student
I belong in the Ivy League
My journey to the top is straight up out the Oddessy
Everytime I feel like I get the closest
End up being tempted by some locust
But I never lose my focus
Still rolling up writting raps to instrumentals while I'm tryna be the dopest
Riding round while im riding round really don't know where I'm driving now
[Bridge: 2.1]
Mind spinnin thinking about some records
I've been playing chess while ya'll stuck on checkers
A king in a highchair eatting prawns
A trip across the board tryna move my queen to Fronce
Lunch date out in of Pari
Every half an hour stay rolling up that Mary
Jane
Keep me high as a plane
And helps me forget about the bullshit that's on my brain
[Verse 2: 2.1]
Riding round while I'm riding round
Really don't know where I'm driving now
Just cruzing down the road
Got a full tank of gas but, no where to go
Shit where I'm headed to
Some unknown location with a better view
Sitting on top of globe
Got a big stack of paper but nothing to roll
So I smoke a doobie out the doobie jar
When I'm out in LA I feel like a movie star
Flashing lights but they cop cars
I guess this is just preparation for me becoming a pop star
Just something I gotta deal wit
Read the manual, started grinding, now I'm doing heel flips
Riding round while I'm riding round
Really don't know where I'm driving now
Smoking from the pound riding thru the town
Thinking of some dope lyrics, so I can write it down
Tryna stay away from the fuzz
Especially when i rolling drugs
Or running red lights and stop signs just because
I got too much in my mind and I don't really give a fuck
Tryna execute my next my plan
Like how Imma stay covered in green like a Jets fan
Changing lanes, while im tryna change the game
And make a name and not become addicted to the money and the fame
I heard it hard to do it
Even though I got the brains of a Harvard student
I belong in the Ivy League
My journey to the top is straight up out the Oddessy
Everytime I feel like I get the closest
End up being tempted by some locust
But I never lose my focus
Still rolling up writting raps to instrumentals while I'm tryna be the dopest
Riding round while im riding round really don't know where I'm driving now
[Bridge: 2.1]
Mind spinnin thinking about some records
I've been playing chess while ya'll stuck on checkers
A king in a highchair eatting prawns
A trip across the board tryna move my queen to Fronce
Lunch date out in of Pari
Every half an hour stay rolling up that Mary
Jane
Keep me high as a plane
And helps me forget about the bullshit that's on my brain
[Verse 2: 2.1]
Riding round while I'm riding round
Really don't know where I'm driving now
Just cruzing down the road
Got a full tank of gas but, no where to go
Shit where I'm headed to
Some unknown location with a better view
Sitting on top of globe
Got a big stack of paper but nothing to roll
So I smoke a doobie out the doobie jar
When I'm out in LA I feel like a movie star
Flashing lights but they cop cars
I guess this is just preparation for me becoming a pop star
Just something I gotta deal wit
Read the manual, started grinding, now I'm doing heel flips