Mixing up my flows
Throw away my gold
I wish i could go
Back where i was shown
Mixing up my flows
Throw away my gold
I wish i could go
Back where i was shown
Mixing up my flows
It's all just letting go
It's all just letting go
It's all just letting go
I'm sorry Rick I'm sorry Dona i can't be rapping that whole persona
Jimmy Choo i love your shoes and Prada's probably finer
Cartier for rings and diamonds now my girl she shine it's blinding
Come on through i got the tools to get in some re-humbling
This is the last time i want you to love me
This is the last time i talk philosophy
Instead of just rapping about bitches at parties
How you would look great in practically nothing
Bent over a sofa just coming and coming
But it is important for me to say something
Mixing up my flows
Throw away my gold
I wish i could go
Back where i was shown
Mixing up my flows
It's all just letting go
It's all just letting go
It's all just letting go
No tombstone on earth will cover up your divine
Freebase that tryptamine and see God in your mind
Tonight the universe learns itself through the three eyes in your mind
One over here, two over there, the third mediates the divine
An ant-sized dose is all that's required transform myself to a God in no time
On top of a mountain inside of my mind like a shrine on a temple that's built so high
Glistens and shines with jewels and dimes, no finer place beyond all time
The meek turn to the God they seek in a tiny little bit of time
Mixing up my flows
Throw away my gold
I wish i could go
Back where i was shown
Mixing up my flows
It's all just letting go
It's all just letting go
It's all just letting go