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I just wanna make music Mama
But reality been clouding my mind
And I find nothing matters
I'd rather be lying around
I just wanna make music Mama
But reality been clouding my mind
And I find nothing matters
I'd rather be lying around

Deep in my mind when I pass the blunt
I don't really mind when you gas me up
I'll be alright when I make it up
With a case of "R" and a face to f*ck
Cop a rock to wrap
Hang it on the chest
Hackysack with a bag of meds
Get it out my head
Out my head
Should be feeling free, so dead instead
Yea

Dozy made the beat and wrote the bars
Switchin' up the flow, I keep 'em guessin'
Driven, I don't need a foreign car
Wanna show we're worthy of investment
Build a business, know it sound bizarre
Been an adult and an adolescent
21 and aiming for the stars
Color palate pretty iridescent
Broken home, spoke alone
Long forgotten poems, ochre thrones
Queens that sat upon them, choking on saliva
Soaking throats and silken garments
Silver golden jewelry
Rubies, diamonds, amethyst, emeralds
Beauties finest
Candid smiles, dimples
Who provided
Candlelit and nimble, true refinement

Riding on a new wave, yea
Riding on a new wave
Riding on a new wave
Riding on a new wave
Riding on a new wave
Riding on a new wave

I just wanna make music Mama
But reality been clouding my mind
And I find nothing matters
I'd rather be lying around
I just wanna make music Mama
But reality been clouding my mind
And I find nothing matters
I'd rather be lying around