A Great Interlude (feat. A Great Architect) Video (MV)

Pass me the offering you, bitch that's a god who you passing the offering to
Don't you put dirt on my name, Khromi he bless me so my shit be clobbering you
What do you want me to do
You want me to do what I want but I'm scared of the truth
What do you want me to do
Want me to keep it one hundred
But that's isn't something that everyone out here could do
I rather get straight to the coup
We wanna get lost in LA a diamond eclipse on my tooth
We wanna get lost in LA a diamond eclipse on my tooth
We wanna get lost in LA a diamond eclipse on my tooth

All my friends want get lost in California
The cost of dreams is too high in California
All my friends want get lost in California
The cost of dreams is too high, can I stay lucid for you

That's a big fact, diamonds on my teeth
You won't get yo bitch back
Thats a big fact, thats a big fact
But I don't resent that
Too good to be true
But I don't need the truth
I just need cash, gotta get the greenbacks
Too good to be true
Why the f*ck I need the truth?
I just need cash
Yeah I just need cash

This shit feel just like a great interlude
I make songs cause a negu feel minuscule
I pop shrooms for the clarity and visual
But all I got back is a chip on my shoulder
Gotta move fast or depression gone hold ya
All the things I bleed
My job call me oh another need week of OT
I build walls in my mind piece by piece
But sometimes I feen what I don't need
And sometimes I be screaming please help me
Nah I'm lying keep secret cause it's healthy
I move blind go in circles raising my feet
Without my talent where would I be?
A prison, a grave, depression a scarecrow
I feel anxiety when I paint my mural
The time it takes, what makes you special
The world is ever changing who cares about pharaoh?
I place the blame on things I control
I procrastinate, oh you waiting on a hero
The future waits, you place your tarot
I'm killing myself here for another zero
Killing myself here waiting on a zero
I think I'm straight if I'm honest I'm a widow
The grave gone fill
The mood gone fill up
The same ole get up
I'm fed up
I know you mean best but we in another era
A job means slave and it couldn't be clearer
The grave gone fill up
The mood gone fill up
It's all gone fill up
We all gone get up

That isn't something that everyone out here could do
I rather get straight to the coup
We wanna get lost in LA a diamond eclipse on my tooth
We wanna get lost in LA
A diamond eclipse on my tooth
We wanna get lost in LA
A diamond eclipse on my tooth

All my friends want get lost in California
The cost of dreams is too high in California
All my friends want get lost in California
The cost of dreams is too high, can I stay lucid for you