chillstep - wstdyth lyrics
wells:
still flying thru the clouds
dont ask me why, dont ask me how
u can’t even feel me now
smoking up so much im never coming down
dont ask me how, dont ask me how
dont ask me how, i need u now
dont ask me how, dont ask me how
askn me how, ask me how…
yea its wellsy in the speaker
feeling like a tweaker
woofer n the tweeters
off a lotta green powders
running till my knees hurt
felt h*ll of a lot worse
in different places and its hot
keep my shades on its dark, i can’t see the shade u throw
mother is hurting lots and im praying for her heart
wanna go back to the start…
feeling the right amount of sadness
running really fast and then jet thru the red shift
every day feels like a dream
i still dont know what that means
feeling different shades of meee
yea its wellsy and preston
xanax in my section
the fabled protector
yea the world feels like tetris, i pick up the pieces and put it together
wstd:
can’t really see thru the smoke
like a dolphin blowing os
ate the fruit, put on these clothes
miyash*ta head to toe
sippin kratom, making dough
always keep the fire stoked
i can’t fall off if i dont blow
if u dont burn then u won’t glow
a bump of k, i dont do coke
at a junction in the road
i can’t give in and take the oath
smoking sticky by the o
i just linked up with my bros
boutta do another show
and we cookin like a stove!
get my duckies in a row
walking rickies on my toes
i can’t stop, i always flow
till the sun f*cking explodes
8485:
who knows somewhere we can go?
woke up in the morning, didn’t wanna walk alone
so far from home
looking like a ghost
all up in the otherworld in all white clothes
you know me
always find the piece of you that comes to me in peace
desperation passes, i still need you desperately
i am still protected even past my time of need
i still carry amulets and bandage up my knees
keep the vivi on my titties and my clavicle
stack the plastic on my wrists till its my ankles
when i’m with my girls it’s normal
write my soul on kandi rosaries and source code
wstd:
im a croc sippin swamp water
these ain’t crocs, this is croc leather
and im shining in any weather
give this beat a shiner like im mayweather!
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