(Hook: Kaisle Grai)
Things that I'm on got me floating past the stars
Dreams of all this money, all these bitches, all these cars
Where did I go wrong? So much darkness in these lies
So I'm soul searching getting lost up in these nights
X2
Verse 1:
Know what I need to master my art first?
I be thinking bout benzes, benzes
Yeah, in my shades move away from the flashing camera, lenses
Knowing I need to reach people's hearts
I be hollerin at dimes, at least they not skeezers
Lust one of my sins, I do ? to Jesus
Bad broads and cars, I need an Audi (outie)
Peanut butter interior like the core of a Reese's
Why not? Every verse not much short of a thesis
Life like chess, but its more to the pieces
Got you soul/sole searching like Jordan releases