THE HILLS

[Verse]

Picasso to the pen it take time to craft a masterpiece

Overheard my shows, my soul die beside my last release

Nigga, I juggle thought while on this mattress

And never was your fabric only bust it for the practice

When you hear me aggravated that was just my minds doing

This my real life and I just wrote my rhymes to it

Theres no brovado, shorty ride it like a slalom

The white'll hit your nose as long as hoes are right beside him

So I'll just kill the bottle, and every girls a model

We all indulge in sin and still we referencing the bible

They wanna see me swag, and I stay up on my grizz

And it only felt like yesterday that we were only kids

And I read the alchemist when I took my journey to a fantasy

When I'm looking to the future, and the rumours want to slander me

I mack it like I'm goldie, Flashin' like a rollie

I know there's sweet potential but I'm doubted by my homies

We just pray for god, reassure we could until we rest our eyelids

But we stay in silence when you speak on revolution

Got a shorty up on the ave that hike her skirt up if you word it right

Murder to the virgin, Methods cooked up like its merlin

Use my magic wana blunt -- several servants

Represent to full soldier soviet

Rappers watered down like the liquor when the soda mix

Searching through my music they don't know who Flying Lotus is

Feeling like a doctor when they ask what kind of growth is this?

Manifested good, my intention was to be the best

Even if it took forever and I took a million steps

Cause I'm talking to whomever will take no offence

I take a shot of something good to keep my soul cleansed, I never flinch

I hope my paper spend, we could all just play pretend

While I'm looking through these aviator lense

[Chorus]

A mi enemies, bun up in these streets

Then bun up all a mi ganja suh nuh badda seh wi dweet

This is how we eat, rude bwoy dem a fleet

A good vibes wi have, they put di Louis pon wi feet

A mi enemies, bun up in these streets

Then bun up all a mi ganja suh nuh badda seh wi dweet

This is how we eat, rude bwoy dem a fleet

A good vibes wi have, they put di Louis pon wi feet, pon wi feet