"Seeing Visions" lyrics

Boldy James & Real Bad Man Lyrics

"Seeing Visions"

This weed got me on that trippy shit
A nigga wiggin' off a trippy stick
Where we at?

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 niggas 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? Niggas know what's up with them
Hokum Block back to McClair, they knew not to fuck with him
Smoked a couple niggas boots, that's the thing about Lil Mooch
I'm act a Damian Lillard, these niggas I'm quick to sho-

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

All I have, all I have
All I have is memories

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 mound, my block threw a couple hundred in a night
If they try to green light us, we gon' run the red light
And park a nigga shit, hock a loogie with the carbon, let it rip
Glicko with the switch, leave a nigga carcass with the stich
From Van Dyke and Harper to the Six
This shit on the floor like it ain't no carpet and it spill
Sorry I was trappin', me and Francoise we legit
Aaron Rodgers, I don't need no shoulder harness for the strig

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)

All I have, all I have
All I have is memories
Memories of you


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