Zoned Out
Zoned Out
Im in my Zone
Im in my
Hey yo I met you last week took an Uber to a taxi
Feeling crazy we kept asking
How long does it take to get home
This song my point exactly compare a painting to a stat sheet
She rolled another while I'm ashing
I can't fall in love with this hoe
Back to the moon
Right back making moves
Right back and my soul still intact
Huey knew right
Stat and I'm needing some of that in the moonlight
A fiend and I'm looking for a queen set the mood right
I mean I like you but lets slow it up got some healing to do
I ain't cutting you off
Just doing my thing
Just needing a breeze
Just feeling like Pluto
Cause I need my space away
Crazy yeah how you go
I can't keep these thoughts at bay
Have you ever been on the moon though
From the dark side to the face
I keep my notebook just incase
I write some dope shit heres a taste
Zoned out thinking whats next
I know the feel is suspense
We out the mid west homie hit me up next and I'm with it have a smoke sesh
Break it down when its complex someone tell em that we up next
Tired of cashing scrub checks
They don't comprehend my concept I am so beyond that shit
Break it down just to cope with you hoes I don't need to impress
I don't need to confess I ain't your suspect
So pussy get the f*ck back
Cop
I don't need your approval I know where I'm at
Life as usual don't believe when they tell you that I'm
Feeling like Pluto
Cause I need my space away
Kinda crazy yeah how you go
I can't keep these thoughts at bay
Have you ever been on the moon though
From the dark side to the face
I keep my notebook just incase
I write some dope shit heres a taste
I find my way to the current but I ain't mainstream
Imma luny when the moons out can't phase me
Spinning faster than the planet make the fame chase me
One day
But for now catch some sun rays
Six days a week no rest for the wicked
You never been around you could live in a snow globe hell
What do I know I just call it how I see it through my eyeballs
F*ck it I could fly home sky fall away leave the bullshit behind
I can't carry all the weight
Grow to the sun like a flower bouquet
Zion is here yeah we live in the gates
Feel like I burn more papers than I get dollars coming in
And I ain't tripping again
I got some herb in my pocket not a dollar to spend
I'm trying to kick it with a girlie she got caught up with her friends
Pluto (feat. Brik) Video (MV)
Performed By: Huey Wayve & Wes Burke
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Briklan Rashid, Huston Wade, Weston Bennion
Huey Wayve & Wes Burke - Pluto (feat. Brik) Lyrics
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Zoned Out
Zoned Out
Im in my Zone
Im in my
Hey yo I met you last week took an Uber to a taxi
Feeling crazy we kept asking
How long does it take to get home
This song my point exactly compare a painting to a stat sheet
She rolled another while I'm ashing
I can't fall in love with this hoe
Back to the moon
Right back making moves
Right back and my soul still intact
Huey knew right
Stat and I'm needing some of that in the moonlight
A fiend and I'm looking for a queen set the mood right
I mean I like you but lets slow it up got some healing to do
I ain't cutting you off
Just doing my thing
Just needing a breeze
Just feeling like Pluto
Cause I need my space away
Crazy yeah how you go
I can't keep these thoughts at bay
Have you ever been on the moon though
From the dark side to the face
I keep my notebook just incase
I write some dope shit heres a taste
Zoned out thinking whats next
I know the feel is suspense
We out the mid west homie hit me up next and I'm with it have a smoke sesh
Break it down when its complex someone tell em that we up next
Tired of cashing scrub checks
They don't comprehend my concept I am so beyond that shit
Break it down just to cope with you hoes I don't need to impress
I don't need to confess I ain't your suspect
So pussy get the f*ck back
Cop
I don't need your approval I know where I'm at
Life as usual don't believe when they tell you that I'm
Feeling like Pluto
Cause I need my space away
Kinda crazy yeah how you go
I can't keep these thoughts at bay
Have you ever been on the moon though
From the dark side to the face
I keep my notebook just incase
I write some dope shit heres a taste
I find my way to the current but I ain't mainstream
Imma luny when the moons out can't phase me
Spinning faster than the planet make the fame chase me
One day
But for now catch some sun rays
Six days a week no rest for the wicked
You never been around you could live in a snow globe hell
What do I know I just call it how I see it through my eyeballs
F*ck it I could fly home sky fall away leave the bullshit behind
I can't carry all the weight
Grow to the sun like a flower bouquet
Zion is here yeah we live in the gates
Feel like I burn more papers than I get dollars coming in
And I ain't tripping again
I got some herb in my pocket not a dollar to spend
I'm trying to kick it with a girlie she got caught up with her friends
Zoned Out
Im in my Zone
Im in my
Hey yo I met you last week took an Uber to a taxi
Feeling crazy we kept asking
How long does it take to get home
This song my point exactly compare a painting to a stat sheet
She rolled another while I'm ashing
I can't fall in love with this hoe
Back to the moon
Right back making moves
Right back and my soul still intact
Huey knew right
Stat and I'm needing some of that in the moonlight
A fiend and I'm looking for a queen set the mood right
I mean I like you but lets slow it up got some healing to do
I ain't cutting you off
Just doing my thing
Just needing a breeze
Just feeling like Pluto
Cause I need my space away
Crazy yeah how you go
I can't keep these thoughts at bay
Have you ever been on the moon though
From the dark side to the face
I keep my notebook just incase
I write some dope shit heres a taste
Zoned out thinking whats next
I know the feel is suspense
We out the mid west homie hit me up next and I'm with it have a smoke sesh
Break it down when its complex someone tell em that we up next
Tired of cashing scrub checks
They don't comprehend my concept I am so beyond that shit
Break it down just to cope with you hoes I don't need to impress
I don't need to confess I ain't your suspect
So pussy get the f*ck back
Cop
I don't need your approval I know where I'm at
Life as usual don't believe when they tell you that I'm
Feeling like Pluto
Cause I need my space away
Kinda crazy yeah how you go
I can't keep these thoughts at bay
Have you ever been on the moon though
From the dark side to the face
I keep my notebook just incase
I write some dope shit heres a taste
I find my way to the current but I ain't mainstream
Imma luny when the moons out can't phase me
Spinning faster than the planet make the fame chase me
One day
But for now catch some sun rays
Six days a week no rest for the wicked
You never been around you could live in a snow globe hell
What do I know I just call it how I see it through my eyeballs
F*ck it I could fly home sky fall away leave the bullshit behind
I can't carry all the weight
Grow to the sun like a flower bouquet
Zion is here yeah we live in the gates
Feel like I burn more papers than I get dollars coming in
And I ain't tripping again
I got some herb in my pocket not a dollar to spend
I'm trying to kick it with a girlie she got caught up with her friends
Writer: Briklan Rashid, Huston Wade, Weston Bennion
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid