[Chorus: Sample]
Only the moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing is out there
Only the moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing is out there
[Verse 1: Lofty305]
Yo, yo
Let me say you sum'
If I reach out, to the real niggas will I get bleeped out?
I'm just LSD trippin' in a treehouse
With my niggas and some bitches blowing weed out
Fuck a window, cause it's too hot for a hotbox when your fuckin' livin' in the subtropics
'Lotta nigga hundred drops in my damn pocket
Florida niggas love to rob so I stay watchin'
[Chorus: Sample]
Only the moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing is out there
Only the moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing is out there
[Verse 2: Ruben Slikk]
Peace to my niggas, can't no one fuck with us
Legends and action, these hoes yeah, they saw that
It's the cocaine city, cyberpunk
Tec game, sweat game, from my scalp
It's repellant for the lames
The [?] to rebellion on the king
I'm indulgent, niggas notice I'm oblivious to shame so it's nothing
Whites hoes blushin', fuckboys bluffin'
Keeping fiends baked like some blueberry muffins
I captivate the pussy now we swimmin' in discussion
I hit her and I didn't say nothin' (Chyea)
Only the moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing is out there
Only the moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing is out there
[Verse 1: Lofty305]
Yo, yo
Let me say you sum'
If I reach out, to the real niggas will I get bleeped out?
I'm just LSD trippin' in a treehouse
With my niggas and some bitches blowing weed out
Fuck a window, cause it's too hot for a hotbox when your fuckin' livin' in the subtropics
'Lotta nigga hundred drops in my damn pocket
Florida niggas love to rob so I stay watchin'
[Chorus: Sample]
Only the moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing is out there
Only the moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing is out there
[Verse 2: Ruben Slikk]
Peace to my niggas, can't no one fuck with us
Legends and action, these hoes yeah, they saw that
It's the cocaine city, cyberpunk
Tec game, sweat game, from my scalp
It's repellant for the lames
The [?] to rebellion on the king
I'm indulgent, niggas notice I'm oblivious to shame so it's nothing
Whites hoes blushin', fuckboys bluffin'
Keeping fiends baked like some blueberry muffins
I captivate the pussy now we swimmin' in discussion
I hit her and I didn't say nothin' (Chyea)
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