FLOWER CHILDREN

I gotta take a second, let me get ready I'm feelin' empty, I just lost a couple hundred Now I'm killin' in frenzies, I lose my shit on occasion But bitch, I always stay blazin', I'm tryna stay on vacation I gotta take another hit, just lemme spark up the heavy You should probably get ready, I'm bout to blow up the Chevy You could never resent me, I only deal with the devil So try and f*ck with me now, it's like serenity shrouds When you're buried inside of the ground Deranged fuckin' freak, that's what my homies call me I performed four seances just last week I'm protected like the sheep 3AM, demons on my walls and I should pray with them 3AM, devil in my ear, I'm talkin' that I'm in Black smoke bellows, flower children meadows Back from the dead, I'll chase you through the fuckin' ghetto Black smoke bellows, flower children meadows Back from the dead, I'll chase you through the fuckin' ghetto Countin' that dinero, praised like a pharaoh Money makin' motherfuckers mad that we mellow Countin' that dinero, praised like a pharaoh Money makin' motherfuckers mad that we mellow Mind like TV static Losing my mind all the time, bitch, I'm manic Fifteen buttons and they all say panic Press them all cause I never fuckin' planned it Black smoke bellows, flower children meadows Back from the dead, I'll chase you through the fuckin' ghetto Black smoke bellows, flower children meadows Back from the dead, I'll chase you through the fuckin' ghetto Countin' that dinero, praised like a pharaoh Money makin' motherfuckers mad that we mellow Countin' that dinero, praised like a pharaoh Money makin' motherfuckers mad that we mellow