Is it aesthetic
Does it match my vibe
If it doesnt ditch it doesnt matter whats inside
Is it aesthetic
Does it match my clothes
I only wear expensive brands that everybody knows
Is it aesthetic
Is if pleasing to the brain
Yeah i see its cute but can it wash away the pain
Oh
Is it
Aesthetic (x8)
Is it aesthetic (x8)
Indie skater vsco poser
Judge the book by its cover
Dont get to know her
Every thing has got to match
Aesthetic is the only catch
Woah woah
Ayo
Feel the crеator but my name is not Tyler
Smoking on exotic got my brain waving highеr
No I'm not a rapper but I’m super hot fire
Raising every bar trynna build an empire
Back when the shit was fuckin' Walkie Talkies
Never learned to skate nor play hockey
Happy wasn't raised - in Poverty
Grew up scholarly - loved to read
Readin’ mysteries - and fantasy
Really loved history
Stories became a parta me
Soldiers n their strategies
Men killin' gallantly
Human nature fascinated me
Now I smoke endlessly just to feel like me
Grant me amnesty
Help me on my feet
Help me with my agony
Feelin' anomaly
Beatin' self casually
King punchin' majesty
Loungin' round lazily
Who the real me?
Future be foggy
Walkin' real groggy
Wish I owned kawasaki
If I want, gotta get on my own damn feet
Said, get on your feet man
This ain't god’s plan
Live your life, fore you’re a dead man
Be your own helmsman
Steer us outta hell man
Runnin' outta time man
Runnin’ outta line man...
Find yourself a life
Find yourself a wife
Learn from the strife
Learn from the knife
In your back...
In your back...
In your back...
In your back...
Deep down I know I'm strong and I'm hearty
Not here forever, let's party
All the way to heaven, ridin’ Harley
Shit finna be - - gnarly
In my own league
Bless my capabilities
And my flexibility
Singin', rappin', freshened reality
Spittin' like I forgot mortality
Moment of silence - fatality
21st Century
Why we need weaponry?
Why we need treachery?
Why the need to kill with our knee?
Livin' selfishly
Grow up, why we enemies?
‘Minds me o' days readin' history
Can the past we bury?
Only so much back can carry
Only so much sword can parry
Only so much poppin' for the cherry
We of all colors, not the just the primary
May just be a fuckin' hail mary
Let us be the generation legendary
Let us change, not as one, but planetary
‘Fore we all end up spectral ossuary
May just be a fuckin' hail mary
Let us be the generation legendary
Let us change, not as one, but planetary
‘Fore we all end up spectral ossuary
Ayo
Drinkin' druggin' on the property
Bumpin' to Carti
Kinda high, but I don't pop beans
Just smokin' shit from Nagasaki
Takin' hits, let it smack, Muhammad Ali
Got o pleanty like I'm Parvati
Feelin royal, sittin' on a gaddi
Didn't need no genie
Let the beast free, like Jumanji
Mr Williams - RIP
Seein' big bills and big thrills in my dreams
Feastin' chapati
Feastin' manicatti
Runnin' fields o' poppies
Toss me the car keys
Ridin' Jalopi
From VT to Bali
Get a taste of that morning coffee
Jimmy Dean floppy
Gettin' head sloppy
Ya know, that good toppy
Sorry feelin' naughty
Lovin' that - natural body
She'll be the death o' me
Check the autopsy
Now in the hot seat
Like Taco Bell and teriyaki
Bring the fuego like Takis
En inglés, bringin' straight heat
Makin' magic on the beat
Turned myself a new leaf
Life takin' new lead
On a roll, no sesame seeds
Shoutout days on Sesame Street
Barely learned to potty
Suckin' on some toffee
Does it match my vibe
If it doesnt ditch it doesnt matter whats inside
Is it aesthetic
Does it match my clothes
I only wear expensive brands that everybody knows
Is it aesthetic
Is if pleasing to the brain
Yeah i see its cute but can it wash away the pain
Oh
Is it
Aesthetic (x8)
Is it aesthetic (x8)
Indie skater vsco poser
Judge the book by its cover
Dont get to know her
Every thing has got to match
Aesthetic is the only catch
Woah woah
Ayo
Feel the crеator but my name is not Tyler
Smoking on exotic got my brain waving highеr
No I'm not a rapper but I’m super hot fire
Raising every bar trynna build an empire
Back when the shit was fuckin' Walkie Talkies
Never learned to skate nor play hockey
Happy wasn't raised - in Poverty
Grew up scholarly - loved to read
Readin’ mysteries - and fantasy
Really loved history
Stories became a parta me
Soldiers n their strategies
Men killin' gallantly
Human nature fascinated me
Now I smoke endlessly just to feel like me
Grant me amnesty
Help me on my feet
Help me with my agony
Feelin' anomaly
Beatin' self casually
King punchin' majesty
Loungin' round lazily
Who the real me?
Future be foggy
Walkin' real groggy
Wish I owned kawasaki
If I want, gotta get on my own damn feet
Said, get on your feet man
This ain't god’s plan
Live your life, fore you’re a dead man
Be your own helmsman
Steer us outta hell man
Runnin' outta time man
Runnin’ outta line man...
Find yourself a life
Find yourself a wife
Learn from the strife
Learn from the knife
In your back...
In your back...
In your back...
In your back...
Deep down I know I'm strong and I'm hearty
Not here forever, let's party
All the way to heaven, ridin’ Harley
Shit finna be - - gnarly
In my own league
Bless my capabilities
And my flexibility
Singin', rappin', freshened reality
Spittin' like I forgot mortality
Moment of silence - fatality
21st Century
Why we need weaponry?
Why we need treachery?
Why the need to kill with our knee?
Livin' selfishly
Grow up, why we enemies?
‘Minds me o' days readin' history
Can the past we bury?
Only so much back can carry
Only so much sword can parry
Only so much poppin' for the cherry
We of all colors, not the just the primary
May just be a fuckin' hail mary
Let us be the generation legendary
Let us change, not as one, but planetary
‘Fore we all end up spectral ossuary
May just be a fuckin' hail mary
Let us be the generation legendary
Let us change, not as one, but planetary
‘Fore we all end up spectral ossuary
Ayo
Drinkin' druggin' on the property
Bumpin' to Carti
Kinda high, but I don't pop beans
Just smokin' shit from Nagasaki
Takin' hits, let it smack, Muhammad Ali
Got o pleanty like I'm Parvati
Feelin royal, sittin' on a gaddi
Didn't need no genie
Let the beast free, like Jumanji
Mr Williams - RIP
Seein' big bills and big thrills in my dreams
Feastin' chapati
Feastin' manicatti
Runnin' fields o' poppies
Toss me the car keys
Ridin' Jalopi
From VT to Bali
Get a taste of that morning coffee
Jimmy Dean floppy
Gettin' head sloppy
Ya know, that good toppy
Sorry feelin' naughty
Lovin' that - natural body
She'll be the death o' me
Check the autopsy
Now in the hot seat
Like Taco Bell and teriyaki
Bring the fuego like Takis
En inglés, bringin' straight heat
Makin' magic on the beat
Turned myself a new leaf
Life takin' new lead
On a roll, no sesame seeds
Shoutout days on Sesame Street
Barely learned to potty
Suckin' on some toffee
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