[Intro: Ab-Soul]
Ain't no sitting down in here, my nigga
Yeah, hahahahah
Yeah, keep sayin', oh I think niggas is laughing at me
That's right, make that spooky shit
Yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, look-look
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
I ride slow, these rhythms of visions of me living colossal
Ahead of my time, in time, you'll find that I'm a fossil
Know not what I do, Lord, do you have mercy on my soul?
Far as I know, I'm a poet or an apostle
Smoking my 'dro, smell the aroma on my clothes
Rose from the dirt, so I'm down to Earth, oh, I know
You made a few bucks now you feel buck, your chains gold
My shades all black, I can do this with a blindfold
This ain't rap, this is find a mine in your mind blow
Your brains back out of your wave cap, I don't know Tae-Bo
But I kick that, you're a Kit-Kat
Life's sweet but, way down the line, you're just a snack
[Chorus: Earl Sweatshirt & Ab-Soul]
It gets cold on the road to the riches (yeah, I ride slow)
The cars and the clothes is expensive (yo, I ride slow)
These hoes with they nose in my business (yeah, I ride slow)
Nigga (yo, I ride slow)
These rhythms of visions of me living colossal
Ahead of my time, in time you'll find that I'm a fossil
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
Yo-yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo (insane in the membrane!)
Ain't no sitting down in here, my nigga
Yeah, hahahahah
Yeah, keep sayin', oh I think niggas is laughing at me
That's right, make that spooky shit
Yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, look-look
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
I ride slow, these rhythms of visions of me living colossal
Ahead of my time, in time, you'll find that I'm a fossil
Know not what I do, Lord, do you have mercy on my soul?
Far as I know, I'm a poet or an apostle
Smoking my 'dro, smell the aroma on my clothes
Rose from the dirt, so I'm down to Earth, oh, I know
You made a few bucks now you feel buck, your chains gold
My shades all black, I can do this with a blindfold
This ain't rap, this is find a mine in your mind blow
Your brains back out of your wave cap, I don't know Tae-Bo
But I kick that, you're a Kit-Kat
Life's sweet but, way down the line, you're just a snack
[Chorus: Earl Sweatshirt & Ab-Soul]
It gets cold on the road to the riches (yeah, I ride slow)
The cars and the clothes is expensive (yo, I ride slow)
These hoes with they nose in my business (yeah, I ride slow)
Nigga (yo, I ride slow)
These rhythms of visions of me living colossal
Ahead of my time, in time you'll find that I'm a fossil
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
Yo-yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo (insane in the membrane!)
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