These days I'm so focused. Fast life, slow motion. These, these days I'm so focused. These days I'm so focused. Fast life, slow motion. . Or maybe I'm just a dreamer.
All my life. All my life. . I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight. I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick.
[Intro: Ab-Soul]. Jinx what up my nigga?. Soulo. . I get turnt, I get rowdy. Backwood full of some of the loudest!. I'm fucked up! I get wasted. That's a hundred dollar cup I just wasted!.
Quiero vivir como los árboles. Breathe easy!. Trees, trees, trees. Soul!. I just wanna, I just wanna. LT3 shit, nigga, look. . I just wanna live like the trees.
[Hook: O'My's] (x3). These days I've seen my best. Need be lay me to rest. Smoke, drink, relieve my stress. Hard times, they got the best of me, I guess.
[Verse 1]. Your momma told me read the Book of Job. They shoulda called it the Book of Soul. I came into this hurtful Earth in perfect health. Caught Stevens-Johnson syndrome when I was ten years old.
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]. Right on my tongue, look. Yo, check, my flow is unknown to man yet. Dammit, keep running around like an annual banquet. Made a withdrawal with your broad, she left the bank wet.
Wicked as Aleister Crowley, you niggas know me. Wicked as Aleister Crowley, you niggas know me. . Kick your game, spit your flow. Can't fuck with this Top Dawg shit though.
Righteous man. Walk with me. Bear the burden. . Yo, yo, yo, no, no. Don't do you dare, cast one stone in air. I'm cracking stone with bear hands, you're a mere man.
[Intro]. Look, it go one, two, three (turn it up!). The Devil's after me (little louder!). Four, five, six. She's always throwin' sticks (yeah!). Seven, eight, nine.
[Intro]. (Soulo taught me...). See yea my nigga see. See yes this where sci-fi meets swag. Like the Holy Bible in a Gucci Bag. . [Verse 1: Ab-Soul]. Oh you the kid, I'm Joseph Kony.
[Intro]. They trying to tell me that aliens built the pyramids. It's funny 'cause they probably did. . [Hook]. Fuck I'm doing talking 'bout pineal glands.
[Intro]. Yo, yo, it's Ab-Soul the Black Lip Pastor, TDE, HiiiPower. Shout out to Montreality, man, and that's what you watching right now, man. Stay focused.
(Real nigga shit!). (Pill popping, peel a nigga shit). (They all know-know and we load the clip). Soulo. Tell me something I don't know. (Real nigga shit!).
[Hook]. One time for my niggas poured up yup, match a line. Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein. Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag, purple tag.
[Intro: BJ the Chicago Kid (and Ab-Soul)]. Your body's calling. Your body's calling. (Gimme some of that, gimme some of that that). Your body's calling.
24/7, 365, motherfucker I'm still right on time. Oh you thought you had me all figured out?. Take it from the horses mouth, you'll never understand me.
Have some fun out there. Smells like fucking dope in here. Son, do the drugs don't let drugs do you. Son, do the drugs don't let drugs do you. Son, do the drugs don't let drugs do you.
(Money is the anthem). People treat you real nice when you got fifty dollar drawers on. I'm tryin' man. (Fuck bitches, get money, get money). . Who gettin' that dough? Who gettin' that cake?.
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]. Back when I first grabbed that pen. I told myself I was gon' win. And I ain't know when. But it was gon' end. Up happening, I want in.