[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Skateboard, huh?
Are you sayin' they know me?
Skateboard, huh? Skateboard, huh?
Are you sayin' they know me? Ha
In My Mind, coming soon
[Verse 1: Pharrell]
Good taste is acquired, you should want the best and nothin' less
Catch me in the cherry drop, drippin', nigga so fresh
Don't try to run up, they put a gun to your chest
Or open up your apples, let the world see your seeds
Jeez-louise, you could of been a tree of life
But you was jelly to the low, (?)
Of the watch out the window, well, my feverish ride
Committed a sin, lost his halo, wish you could just fly?
But for me, I just smile 'cause for me, you just tried
To, to try to live, but to me, you just died
We got niggas that do the same thing for as few as a gram
Just stop like you niggas, yes, you and your man
Or hit you where you stand, because the tool is in hand
Let both you niggas sound like the Vitruvian Man
I hiccup philosophy and I spit science
I'm Arts since 7 and half years old without tryin'
A CDE student without even applyin'
I couldn't hear the teacher from all ghetto firin' in my ear
I got Mozart's ears, to movin' target
The Devil tried to throw darts here
'Cause he knew I would emerge, and make my mama proud
In the back of that chromed out two-tone cloud
And when I roll through the hood, nigga, it never rains
And if it did, they'll freeze up from these cold-ass chains
Skateboard, huh?
Are you sayin' they know me?
Skateboard, huh? Skateboard, huh?
Are you sayin' they know me? Ha
In My Mind, coming soon
[Verse 1: Pharrell]
Good taste is acquired, you should want the best and nothin' less
Catch me in the cherry drop, drippin', nigga so fresh
Don't try to run up, they put a gun to your chest
Or open up your apples, let the world see your seeds
Jeez-louise, you could of been a tree of life
But you was jelly to the low, (?)
Of the watch out the window, well, my feverish ride
Committed a sin, lost his halo, wish you could just fly?
But for me, I just smile 'cause for me, you just tried
To, to try to live, but to me, you just died
We got niggas that do the same thing for as few as a gram
Just stop like you niggas, yes, you and your man
Or hit you where you stand, because the tool is in hand
Let both you niggas sound like the Vitruvian Man
I hiccup philosophy and I spit science
I'm Arts since 7 and half years old without tryin'
A CDE student without even applyin'
I couldn't hear the teacher from all ghetto firin' in my ear
I got Mozart's ears, to movin' target
The Devil tried to throw darts here
'Cause he knew I would emerge, and make my mama proud
In the back of that chromed out two-tone cloud
And when I roll through the hood, nigga, it never rains
And if it did, they'll freeze up from these cold-ass chains
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