All my friends keep a close arms length
On the art they make, gotta keep it full strength
Make our own money, don't trust the banks
Never spend a day too far from half baked
All my friends they got their own planes
Play exactly the same way
F*ck the north side, we're moving to Long Island
Two weeks in LA, and that medical got me smiling
Back and forth, cross country with IKEA bags
Packin' two hundred fifty pounds into a sprinter van
I'm thinking maybe skip to the Bahamas
Or a weekend in Jersey for the drama
Always wearing suits but I never go to work
Gotta cuff me to the bench if you want me down to earth
Never been much a believer now we smoking herb in church
Bring the holy ghost a spliff and I'll let you of the hook
I won't ever need a Glock 45 to make a statement
Prophet with a public education
Growing in the attic bury paper in the basement
Kicking in the door and nah they asking where the weight went
Stop
Performing miracles
I've been performing miracles, not a soul in my city knows when I'm around
I've been performing miracles, west side shorties only ones allowed in gods house
Good morning sun shining 86 on the porch with a cup of yesterdays mud
Every night I'll be back around downtown deep in a cut with all your old best friends
This one shorty come out of the wood work
She say she know how to twerk low key rap dude girlfriend
Honey if you want to hang around, crock pot baked beans start working on your bass end
I'mma always keep it real with you. Gods plan but Judas has been dealing with you
I was having visions of the end of the world take two of these it wont matter in the morning
I said f*ck that. A'int nothing ever grows planting seeds in the trash but
I don't want to bring you down, so Audrey, bring the chorus back
I've been performing miracles, not a soul in my city knows when I'm around
I've been performing miracles, west side shorties only ones allowed in gods house