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Tyler we ah, I know it's notice but I brought all your friends here
For some reason I couldn't get a hold of Taco and
But, I brought all your friends to talk to you
Because, they're really about you
I thought it would be better if, could talk to you

[Verse 1:
It was all a dream, I used to read Complex
When I rhyme I'm get pictures in High Times
trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky line
Swanton off the bed into a fine dime
In my I'm just tryna smoke the finest
And get high sticking bad in vaginas
I'm the flyest when it to this, fire when I come to spit
I am getting higher when the comes in front of this
I'm a stoner yeah, yeah, yeah you get the now
30 thousand gonna make it hard for me to simmer down
Another flight, beat, another city, wow
Thus couple b*tches crying when I kick 'em out
we at? We on top of the world

[Verse 2:
And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the
I onto the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with blonde
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the blues in
Bunch of hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat
Teenage males, tell, I was going through
And had a full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black
Parked in front the studio Bastard's at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco,
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and
Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern
We live inside a house that f*ck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter
Where I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, we at?

3: Hodgy]
Swell get promotions, to my whole team
Hell I smoke weed cause I like to go green
Professor Beats educates n*ggas, let me
Shine chandelier mike, if your nose bleeds
We at ordering that 306
Milk and is the greed gold mix me
b*tch is coming along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they were for her, but they for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature,
She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and and my shirt
On the then pick it up, out the door, door
Chased an imaginary friend, a reverie
Impregnate the dream it has an abortion
we at? We on top of the world

[Verse 4:
Everything they say I'd never have, I'm
Now, I bet see that we balling like All-Star Weekend
Always been the cool, they chase our shade
They say life switches pace when you got made
So I'm just get paid, don't you remember the days
When dreams were the only thing that kept you sane
And too often they think that could stop me
Now every show we makin' a Maserati
And the only thing me is paparazzi
Now it's gold Rolex's if try to clock me
stays in the box like fighters in hockey
Miss me if you're thinking we slack, hard
I got the saying every single Friday is black
Took b*tch, you ain't getting her back, cause she know
we at n*gga? We on top of the world

[Interlude:
we at, n*ggas?
Where the we at, man? You n*ggas don't know me, huh
we at?

[Verse 5:
Down to Earth, huh, down to f*cking Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, here some extra girth Sir
You f*cking critics are my nerves hurt
I'm saying f*ck everybody I guess that I'm a f*cking pervert
My window is a book and I'm a f*cking
Stealing phones to call home but the is off the hook
My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I pay it either
I ain't signed a deal yet but when I do
and Dave are to take a percentages that
Could pay the whole city's f*cking
Hopefully I make a lot porn from touring in Oregon
From playing piano organs and I can pay the bill
Shit is getting real, begin to feel
Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big f*cking
About some shit, they b*tch and pout (Can we get man?)
No, faggot, sold out (Come on why you holding out
I we was boys, without me, you wouldn't be Tyler the Creator
from the Derby, I can tell whenever you perform
A leopard can't it's spots) But I'm a f*cking unicorn
(Whatever man) Look, you can't stop me, I'm going monty
F*ck that, I'm Hitler, everyone's a Nazi
Wolf you be roaming where the fox be
And I be where, anybody
I try to preach "F*ck age, live dreams, and fun"
(Here's give a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I should have some
(Asshole, have none) How can I wake up on the wrong
Of the bed, I don't even f*cking have one?
When I'm on that I feel important
A whole f*cking assortment of children that's Ritalin
Because the teacher said that the therapist feeling him
You be f*cking kidding me
At school I was a zero, now I'm every hero
And they it when they hear it when that little f*cker's reciting my lyrics
Yeah rebel n*gga cheer it, dead parents
It's smelling like spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has left the building