Phước Phật - Digital Space Lyrics

Old souls with young goals
Devil may cry as God consoles
Souls to aspire, drifting in and out of emotions
It's a stairway to Heaven, didn't knock
Wait until you were ready to let someone in
Trill day, chill evening, light night, fly morning
Knowing me, I can't talk-write now
Bout my growth right now, it's like a tree
Hell is Heaven's buried treasure
I'm a grown ass Nigga, let me get a Negroni
It's a new scent, nuisance, nuance, young aunts, old uncles
New weak, newspeak, wisecrack, wiseacre
The Afterlife is a Cafe or a Bar
Know one wants to drink alone
Got the juice to produce, Explode before the road erodes
I Lo-Fi all my, set
I got so high Wifi on my sofa, set
I got so high, Lo-Fi Sci-Fi Wifi
Coming with the Bass clef so right
Know shorty all-in all night
Once I realize the side I call "My Right' is actually the Left
Mirror reflections of my eyes are all but more the same
Once I realize the side I call "My Right' is actually the Left
Mirror reflections of my eyes are all but more the same
Once I realize the side I call "My Right' is actually the Left
Mirror reflections of my eyes are all but more the same
Once I realize the side I call "My Right' is actually the Left
Mirror reflections of my eyes are all but more the same
Stay charged, battery pack
Energizers in the freezer, got a battery hack
Reflect in the mirror of my Mind's electricity
Phat Cats hidden in the branches
Mindfulness, but mine was a full Nest
When up the hill to fetch a pail, never came down
Never scene, no picture show
I ain't even know another trap had closed
All three must be interwoven
Sensational Human, sensational humor
Oh, ride that right there, that thoroughbred
Don't like carrots, still can string one up
Once in a while, smooth like butter
I guess you can say their Butterfly