Lost

[Intro] Sour Hour, TreeJay Most Dope, what's good? [Verse] I'm calm, cold, got a blunt, gonna roll up two Don't panic, 'cause I'ma take over this planet [?] cut like a bandage On the net, all up in your bandwidth No beaver, but goddammit, this sour I smoke enhance it Got a helicopter, where should I land it? Been searchin', but can't find it The things I do is timeless Where the fuck did this kid find this? Rhyme shit, hit lime piff Always see me chillin' with a fine bitch Let her show me where her mind is Dead silence, it's private, so solace Want a Bentley and a big backyard Friendly, but a big rap star Still show love, more bud to roll up Smoke Dutch, so much to toke up On a big cigar, or maybe in the mood for a doob If I roll one of these G's up, boy, you gotta roll one too See, I'm high, but I'm stuck in school Don't know what the fuck to do Uh, self-made, designed my own mind like a pair of custom shoes So keep 'em fresh, please Finna ball, 'bout to win an ESPY Gretzky, endless weed Your spittin' doesn't impress me You walk, but you got two left feet Drink vodka with my Pepsi I'm drunk, you sober I'm startin', it's over Red Rover, Red Rover, you can't break down my wall My hour is so sour, so I ain't gonna answer calls, I'm lost [Outro] TimeBombShop.com Get your life right