[Intro: Dr. TC] Tyler we ah, I know it's short notice but I brought all your friends here For some reason I couldn't get a hold of Taco and Jasper but I just brought all your friends to talk to you because they're really worried about you I thought it would be better if, they could talk to you
[Verse 1: Domo] It was all a dream, I used to read Complex magazines When I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures and high times Smoke trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky line Swan dive bomb off the bed into a fine dine In my mind I'm just tryna smoke the finest And get high sticking bad (?) in vaginas Im the flyest when it come to this, fire when I come to spit I am getting higher when the lighter comes in front of this I'm a stoner yeah, yeah, yeah you get the picture now 30 thousand feet gonna make it hard for me to simmer down Another flight, another beat, another city, wow Thus another couple bitches crying when I kick 'em out
[Hook] Where we at, where we at We on top of the world, where we at
[Verse 2: Frank] And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the park I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy preme snap-back Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with blonde Cadillacs Always great, always great, Frankie had the blues in fact Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat Teenage males, couldn't tellI was going through And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black Parked in front the studio Bastard's recorded at Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco, Nat Kel, Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Allen at Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern back We live inside a house that says fuck 'em on the welcome mat Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter that's
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[Verse 3: Hodgy] Swell motions get promotions, to my whole team Hell yeah I smoke weed cause I like to go green Professor Beats educates niggas, let me proceed Shine chandelier bright mike, if your nose bleeds We at Randy's ordering that 306 Milk and glaze is the greed gold mix Your bitch is coming along, yeah she hum to my song Singing like they were for her, but they were for the blur No longer, but we working, premature, imature She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and dress and my shirt On the floor then pick it up, out the door, door Chased an imaginary friend, a reverie absorption Impregnate the dream 'til it has an abortion
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[Verse 4: Mike] Everything they say I never have, I'm seeing Oh, I bet they see we balling like All-Star Weekend Always been the most cool, they chase our shape They say life switches pace when you got shit made So I'm just trying to get paid, don't you remember the days When your dreams were the only thing that kept you sane And too often they think that they could stop me Now every show we makin' half a Maserati And the only thing blocking me is paparazzi Now it's gold Rolex's if they try to clock me Everything stay in a box like fighters and hockey Miss me if you thinking we slack, work hard I got the world saying every single friday is black Took your bitch, you ain't getting her back, cause she know
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[Verse 5: Tyler] Down to fucking Earth, huh, down to fucking Earth, huh Fuck everybody, here goes some extra girth Sir You fucking critics are making my nerves hurt Since I'm saying fuck everybody I guess that I'm a fucking pervert My window is a book and I'm a fucking crook Stealing phones to call home but the line is off the hook My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I can't pay it either I ain't signed a fucking deal yet but when I do Clancy and Dave are to take a purse and a jizz that Could pay the whole city's fucking mortgage Hopefully I make a lot porn from t