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

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

[Verse 2:
And five from suicide, I biked it to the park
I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting blonde Cadillacs
All was great, all was great, had the blues in fact
Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but booty flat
males, couldn't tell, I was going through
And had a full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black
Parked in front the Bastard's recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco,
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and
Bet I'm missing but I had to bring that pattern back
We live inside a that says 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?

[Verse 3:
Swell motions get promotions, to my team
Hell yeah I 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 ordering 306
Milk and glaze is the greed mix me
b*tch is coming along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they were for her, but were for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature,
She's unsure, I'm for sure, and dress and my shirt
On the floor then pick it up, out the door,
Chased an imaginary friend, a reverie
Impregnate the 'til it has an abortion
we at? We on top of the world

[Verse 4:
they say I'd never have, I'm seeing
Now, I bet they see that we like All-Star Weekend
Always been the most cool, they our shade
They say life switches when you got shit 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 that they could stop me
Now show we makin' half a Maserati
And the only blocking me is paparazzi
Now it's Rolex's if they try to clock me
Everything stays in the box like in hockey
Miss me if you're we slack, work hard
I got the world saying every single is black
Took your b*tch, you ain't getting her back, cause she
we at n*gga? 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 Earth, huh, down to f*cking Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, here goes some girth Sir
You f*cking critics are making my hurt
Since I'm saying f*ck everybody I 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 can't pay it
I ain't signed a deal yet but when I do
Clancy and are to take 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 hopefully I can pay the
Shit is getting real, people 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, it's out (Come on why you holding out
I though we was boys, without me, you wouldn't be the Creator
You're from the Derby, I can tell whenever you
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, cares
I try to preach "F*ck age, live dreams, and fun"
(Here's some give a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I should some
(Asshole, have none) How can I up on the wrong side
Of the bed, when I don't f*cking have one?
When I'm on that stage I feel
A whole assortment of children that's taking Ritalin
Because the teacher said that the wasn't feeling him
You gotta be kidding me
At school I was a zero, now I'm boy's hero
And they fear it when they hear it when that little f*cker's reciting my
Yeah n*gga cheer it, dead parents everywhere
smelling like teen spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has left the building