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Tyler we ah, I know it's short notice but I brought all friends here
For some reason I get a hold of Taco and Jasper
But, I just all your friends to talk to you
Because, they're worried about you
I thought it would be better if, they could to you

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

[Verse 2:
And five minutes from suicide, I it to the park
I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting blonde Cadillacs
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the in fact
of pale hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat
Teenage males, tell, I was going through
And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer 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 several but I had to bring that pattern back
We inside a house that says f*ck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of O'Reilly's daughter that's
Where I'm at? Now we at? Wolf Gang, where we at?

[Verse 3:
Swell motions get promotions, to my whole
yeah I smoke weed cause I like to go green
Professor Beats educates n*ggas, let me
chandelier bright mike, if your nose bleeds
We at Randy's that 306
Milk and glaze is the greed mix me
Your is coming along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they for her, but they were for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature,
unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and dress and my shirt
On the floor then pick it up, out the door,
Chased an imaginary friend, a reverie
the dream 'til it has an abortion
Where we at? We on top of the

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

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

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