On his superstar shit
Flying on a starship
Closes as he's off grip
DMT awashed him
He know he cannot swim
But he feels like Mark Spitz
Higher than a Martian
With his prefrontal cortex
Doing how Wim Hof did slowly learning bout him
WHM adopts it
Breathing deeply feeling energy it swirls around him
Starting to love his process
On his superstar shit
Holds it down in Brockton
Plays his music off rip
Goes to places off grid
Every day I'm in
Say a prayer amen
Every day I sin
Every day I think
Gotta stay high end
Gotta stay high q
With my IQ
My life haiku
The tide's high to
I like bright moons
My eye's nice view
The vibe's nice mood
Divided by who
Alliance I choose
I like bright hues
The vibe's my muse
Aligns my truth
I'm ripe I got juice
With spice in my food
And ice in my booze
No whites in my blues
No lights in my room
I write to my mood
I write till I move
Playing my part
Channeling music that's straight from the heart
Sunday and Monday's I have my day off
Taking out Rambo my brother's new dog
Every new day I feel less in the dark
Every new day I'm more ready to spark
Jamie Zarella gave me a new car
I want to give back with all that I've got
Cameron committed so I am committed I'm never gon' quit it I'm very much with it
My bro got the torch I was there when he lit it he look like a pilot with all that equipment
I know that he driven put so much time in it we made a decision to see out the vision
In any division and zero division the money gon' mimic the work we deliver, gang
On his superstar shit
Flying on a starship
Closes as he's off grip
DMT awashed him
Carlfidence - Wim Hof Method Lyrics
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On his superstar shit
Flying on a starship
Closes as he's off grip
DMT awashed him
He know he cannot swim
But he feels like Mark Spitz
Higher than a Martian
With his prefrontal cortex
Doing how Wim Hof did slowly learning bout him
WHM adopts it
Breathing deeply feeling energy it swirls around him
Starting to love his process
On his superstar shit
Holds it down in Brockton
Plays his music off rip
Goes to places off grid
Every day I'm in
Say a prayer amen
Every day I sin
Every day I think
Gotta stay high end
Gotta stay high q
With my IQ
My life haiku
The tide's high to
I like bright moons
My eye's nice view
The vibe's nice mood
Divided by who
Alliance I choose
I like bright hues
The vibe's my muse
Aligns my truth
I'm ripe I got juice
With spice in my food
And ice in my booze
No whites in my blues
No lights in my room
I write to my mood
I write till I move
Playing my part
Channeling music that's straight from the heart
Sunday and Monday's I have my day off
Taking out Rambo my brother's new dog
Every new day I feel less in the dark
Every new day I'm more ready to spark
Jamie Zarella gave me a new car
I want to give back with all that I've got
Cameron committed so I am committed I'm never gon' quit it I'm very much with it
My bro got the torch I was there when he lit it he look like a pilot with all that equipment
I know that he driven put so much time in it we made a decision to see out the vision
In any division and zero division the money gon' mimic the work we deliver, gang
On his superstar shit
Flying on a starship
Closes as he's off grip
DMT awashed him
Flying on a starship
Closes as he's off grip
DMT awashed him
He know he cannot swim
But he feels like Mark Spitz
Higher than a Martian
With his prefrontal cortex
Doing how Wim Hof did slowly learning bout him
WHM adopts it
Breathing deeply feeling energy it swirls around him
Starting to love his process
On his superstar shit
Holds it down in Brockton
Plays his music off rip
Goes to places off grid
Every day I'm in
Say a prayer amen
Every day I sin
Every day I think
Gotta stay high end
Gotta stay high q
With my IQ
My life haiku
The tide's high to
I like bright moons
My eye's nice view
The vibe's nice mood
Divided by who
Alliance I choose
I like bright hues
The vibe's my muse
Aligns my truth
I'm ripe I got juice
With spice in my food
And ice in my booze
No whites in my blues
No lights in my room
I write to my mood
I write till I move
Playing my part
Channeling music that's straight from the heart
Sunday and Monday's I have my day off
Taking out Rambo my brother's new dog
Every new day I feel less in the dark
Every new day I'm more ready to spark
Jamie Zarella gave me a new car
I want to give back with all that I've got
Cameron committed so I am committed I'm never gon' quit it I'm very much with it
My bro got the torch I was there when he lit it he look like a pilot with all that equipment
I know that he driven put so much time in it we made a decision to see out the vision
In any division and zero division the money gon' mimic the work we deliver, gang
On his superstar shit
Flying on a starship
Closes as he's off grip
DMT awashed him
Writer: Carl Jean
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