Lemme get this off my chest
Quarantine (Day 8)
8 Days since I left my block
I think I'm going a little crazy
I'm trying to keep creative
Like 5 songs in 2 days
Or 8 songs in 5 days
Can't keep track between Fortnite breaks (Ya)
Headshots I need practice
Ya its world gone mad all around the atlas
So I'm chillin' in my private stu
Mad blunts to the face
No one to pass it to
Wake me up when September ends
Overlord
Stuck in my room I feel cynical
Spliff after spliff because that shit is critical
Take time to relax a little bit
Ease my mind I need some release and shit
I could still be a little more spiritual
Close my eyes I'm feeing Invincible
Close my eyes I'm seeing the principle
I was too caught up
Caught up in the visual
Yea I miss nights with the the chosen few
I miss nights with just me and you yea
Dust it off we gone make it through
Dust it off we got shit to do
I feel like this is the gulag
Aim for your head
This is a shoot off yea
I got a chance to progress
I'll be at home
Stretching the moolah yea
FaceTime she starts to undress
Showing that ass
Showing that hoo ha ya
I got no karma no stress
When this shit all ends
Find me down in cuba
I'm good, good
Locked up in my room
I'm high
High time is passing by
She stays
Sending them porno stills
I'm good
Good locked up in my room
Overlord
I'm not gonna lie I kinda like it
So what ya shut the studio down
I don't really give a f*ck
I'm making mad residuals now (F*ck I guess)
But that's half the story
My pops he got emphysema
If he caught this shit then
Last summer is the last time I seen em'
My moms not to far back
But she got them remedies
Ain't no virus she ain't cracked
We all keepin' our distance
Man I'm socially awkward
In my head introverted
I'm waiting for virtual concerts (F*ck)
I'm waiting for crypto to blow up
I'm waiting for dollar inflation
I'm waiting for POTUS to grow up
I'm waiting for zombies and Rick Grimes
If it came to that I'm ill equipped
Only one Glock on hand
I'll probably die real quick
Outbreaks and contagion
Viruses is spreading
Yo all good i'ma make it
Coming out this shit Will Beyers
Stranger Things, Winona Ryder
Taking down them Demogorgons
Or they'll set the world on fire f*ck
Overlord
Please don't be magnanimous protect your neck
quarantine (Day ?) Video (MV)
Performed By: Ash Graysun & John Defeo
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: EMILIO R CEVALLOS, JOHN MICHAEL DEFEO, JUSTIN RODRIGUEZ, JUSTIN PHILLIP BRADLEY, RUBEN JASON RAYMOND
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Lemme get this off my chest
Quarantine (Day 8)
8 Days since I left my block
I think I'm going a little crazy
I'm trying to keep creative
Like 5 songs in 2 days
Or 8 songs in 5 days
Can't keep track between Fortnite breaks (Ya)
Headshots I need practice
Ya its world gone mad all around the atlas
So I'm chillin' in my private stu
Mad blunts to the face
No one to pass it to
Wake me up when September ends
Overlord
Stuck in my room I feel cynical
Spliff after spliff because that shit is critical
Take time to relax a little bit
Ease my mind I need some release and shit
I could still be a little more spiritual
Close my eyes I'm feeing Invincible
Close my eyes I'm seeing the principle
I was too caught up
Caught up in the visual
Yea I miss nights with the the chosen few
I miss nights with just me and you yea
Dust it off we gone make it through
Dust it off we got shit to do
I feel like this is the gulag
Aim for your head
This is a shoot off yea
I got a chance to progress
I'll be at home
Stretching the moolah yea
FaceTime she starts to undress
Showing that ass
Showing that hoo ha ya
I got no karma no stress
When this shit all ends
Find me down in cuba
I'm good, good
Locked up in my room
I'm high
High time is passing by
She stays
Sending them porno stills
I'm good
Good locked up in my room
Overlord
I'm not gonna lie I kinda like it
So what ya shut the studio down
I don't really give a f*ck
I'm making mad residuals now (F*ck I guess)
But that's half the story
My pops he got emphysema
If he caught this shit then
Last summer is the last time I seen em'
My moms not to far back
But she got them remedies
Ain't no virus she ain't cracked
We all keepin' our distance
Man I'm socially awkward
In my head introverted
I'm waiting for virtual concerts (F*ck)
I'm waiting for crypto to blow up
I'm waiting for dollar inflation
I'm waiting for POTUS to grow up
I'm waiting for zombies and Rick Grimes
If it came to that I'm ill equipped
Only one Glock on hand
I'll probably die real quick
Outbreaks and contagion
Viruses is spreading
Yo all good i'ma make it
Coming out this shit Will Beyers
Stranger Things, Winona Ryder
Taking down them Demogorgons
Or they'll set the world on fire f*ck
Overlord
Please don't be magnanimous protect your neck
Quarantine (Day 8)
8 Days since I left my block
I think I'm going a little crazy
I'm trying to keep creative
Like 5 songs in 2 days
Or 8 songs in 5 days
Can't keep track between Fortnite breaks (Ya)
Headshots I need practice
Ya its world gone mad all around the atlas
So I'm chillin' in my private stu
Mad blunts to the face
No one to pass it to
Wake me up when September ends
Overlord
Stuck in my room I feel cynical
Spliff after spliff because that shit is critical
Take time to relax a little bit
Ease my mind I need some release and shit
I could still be a little more spiritual
Close my eyes I'm feeing Invincible
Close my eyes I'm seeing the principle
I was too caught up
Caught up in the visual
Yea I miss nights with the the chosen few
I miss nights with just me and you yea
Dust it off we gone make it through
Dust it off we got shit to do
I feel like this is the gulag
Aim for your head
This is a shoot off yea
I got a chance to progress
I'll be at home
Stretching the moolah yea
FaceTime she starts to undress
Showing that ass
Showing that hoo ha ya
I got no karma no stress
When this shit all ends
Find me down in cuba
I'm good, good
Locked up in my room
I'm high
High time is passing by
She stays
Sending them porno stills
I'm good
Good locked up in my room
Overlord
I'm not gonna lie I kinda like it
So what ya shut the studio down
I don't really give a f*ck
I'm making mad residuals now (F*ck I guess)
But that's half the story
My pops he got emphysema
If he caught this shit then
Last summer is the last time I seen em'
My moms not to far back
But she got them remedies
Ain't no virus she ain't cracked
We all keepin' our distance
Man I'm socially awkward
In my head introverted
I'm waiting for virtual concerts (F*ck)
I'm waiting for crypto to blow up
I'm waiting for dollar inflation
I'm waiting for POTUS to grow up
I'm waiting for zombies and Rick Grimes
If it came to that I'm ill equipped
Only one Glock on hand
I'll probably die real quick
Outbreaks and contagion
Viruses is spreading
Yo all good i'ma make it
Coming out this shit Will Beyers
Stranger Things, Winona Ryder
Taking down them Demogorgons
Or they'll set the world on fire f*ck
Overlord
Please don't be magnanimous protect your neck
Writer: EMILIO R CEVALLOS, JOHN MICHAEL DEFEO, JUSTIN RODRIGUEZ, JUSTIN PHILLIP BRADLEY, RUBEN JASON RAYMOND
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave