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[intro: kween mo, edward x, yung na]

the hate was strong this week
yeah you know me, soon as i catch that vibe
it’s good after that
right right

hey how you doing pastor
how you doing sister
you know me, thank god it’s friday, i’m vibing
how you doing my brother
what’s good pastor

i said um, how y’all doing
y’all ready to hear the word
i said are y’all ready to hear the word

yeah, yeah
well these are the vibe commandments

first and foremost
just know that you are the vibe
so only you can f*ck up you

thou shall not k!ll the vibe
thou shall never shade ones light
so all that jealousy sh*t keep it to yourself

thou shall never fake the vibе
cause the trill know the trill, you undеrdig

knowledge is power so please pass that vibe
pass that vibe, yeah

thou shall not covet thy neighbors lighter
so if i pass you my bic pass it back

be true to ones vibe at all times

surround yourself with good vibes
it’s the only way to grow
it’s not just a meme, you underdig

and thou shall not covet thy neighbors doobies
keep my sh*t in that ashtray you dig

and the most important one
don’t vibe in vain
don’t vibe in vain
i said don’t vibe in vain
we have a young brother about to come up
and bless us with this testimony
brother ed, preach

[verse 1: edward x]
it might have been when i was fifteen
refugee, misplaced and unseen
too young to unsee
the enemy, the dark side

only way to cope with these thoughts
was to get baptized
but i’m too curious to believe

maybe it’s the young n*ggas that i seen
who had hoes, got cream
got high, sold weed
and i’m just regular old me

and maybe they ain’t teach me enough
to be one deep
and realize that i was above sheep

it mighta been about a week after i made seventeen
shedding tears in the back of a limousine
thinking how can i carry on my fathers memory
aw naw i’m panicking
i’m saying f*ck everything
but that’s not the truth
as solemn i should be and found solace in the booth
if i ain’t had music then i woulda been lost
when the left brain and the right brain don’t talk

what you gon do when mixed feelings get crossed
and the energy is off
kinda how i feel in my city drifting off
thinking what if i could link with jay*z and get lost
cause this small town ain’t big enough for my thoughts

do i really need to paint out my vision
feeling misrepresented by how they portray my image
i know i’m not picture perfect
never was one to fit in
not everyone was made for vibe religion

[chorus: kween mo]

close your eyes and hold on to that vibe, yeah
close your eyes and hold on to that vibe, yeah

[verse 2: kween mo]
boy i swear the devil want me spazzing
like i got no sense
i blew a doobie to renew me
i ain’t hop no fence
that means no short cuts
no driving through the median
i’m on the type of sh*t that you would see
then pay to see again

scrolling down your timeline it’s me again
aye, all up in your mind mind
it’s me again, swish
shoot and score again, i do it more within
why don’t you crawl up in your mind
and take it for a spin

when i was bout fifteen i realized my fate
my girl lash made me feel like i could be great
tried to cut me off and pass me up
that’s why ya saw dust
dummy that’s short bus
ain’t nothing typical to art nuts

i done watched them rainy days
turn to hurricaning days
chilling smoking reefa
i don’t thinka i could change my ways
could take a blinka
everything won’t be the same they say
i don’t wanna sink i’d rather drift away

i done had a plenty fumbles
a firecracker snapper but i still keep humble
lioness don’t fear the jungle no way
i break the beat down
and break the sweet down, the foreplay
then lay the heat down
and take my sweet time, i’m okay

ain’t ya mama told ya be yourself
don’t think about the riches
i just think about the wealth
i got a lotta product i could turn into a dollar, then a mil
i’m into vibe religion
i ain’t sh*t without the thrill

- armed rhymery lyrics

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