FLOWER CHILDREN

I gotta take a second, let me get ready I'm feelin' empty, I just lost a couple hundred
Now I'm killin' in frenzies, I lose my shit on occasion
But bitch, I always stay blazin', I'm tryna stay on vacation
I gotta take another hit, just lemme spark up the heavy

You should probably get ready, I'm bout to blow up the Chevy
You could never resent me, I only deal with the devil
So try and fuck with me now, it's like serenity shrouds
When you're buried inside of the ground

Deranged fuckin' freak, that's what my homies call me
I performed four seances just last week
I'm protected like the sheep
3AM, demons on my walls and I should pray with them

3AM, devil in my ear, I'm talkin' that I'm in
Black smoke bellows, flower children meadows
Back from the dead, I'll chase you through the fuckin' ghetto
Black smoke bellows, flower children meadows

Back from the dead, I'll chase you through the fuckin' ghetto
Countin' that dinero, praised like a pharaoh
Money makin' motherfuckers mad that we mellow
Countin' that dinero, praised like a pharaoh

Money makin' motherfuckers mad that we mellow
Mind like TV static
Losing my mind all the time, bitch, I'm manic
Fifteen buttons and they all say panic

Press them all cause I never fuckin' planned it
Black smoke bellows, flower children meadows
Back from the dead, I'll chase you through the fuckin' ghetto
Black smoke bellows, flower children meadows

Back from the dead, I'll chase you through the fuckin' ghetto
Countin' that dinero, praised like a pharaoh
Money makin' motherfuckers mad that we mellow
Countin' that dinero, praised like a pharaoh

Money makin' motherfuckers mad that we mellow