Lusyd - Aloe Vera Lyrics

Never got no time
Just one feeling on my mind
And that's you babe

Rollin' on a dime
Motivation hard to find
Hide the truth babe

Home alone at your crib
Baby tighten your grip
Unwind

You say let's go on a trip
You like when I bite my lip
And take my time

I roll up while I drive don't got nothin' but time
So much on my mind spark it up let's get high
Finally see it clearly i'm no longer blind
Trippy like Timothy Leary
Open your eyes
Oh it's all under the surface
Nobody knows what the purpose is
I've been writing verses in hopes someone will purchase it
At times I feel worthless but i'm divine how could I forget
And yo bitch hit my line whenever she need her cervix hit
Yea I hop in the whip and we hit the road
Throwin' hundreds and fifties right out the window
I cannot decide which one I should drive
It's either the wraith, or the phantom or ghost
If you need an eighth just hand me the dough
Smoke that to the face and come back for more
Tell all of your friends, I get it from Ben
Gas high grade and prices are low
She puff on the pens and sniff on the blow
Shit thats everyday, if you didn't know
I'm at my wits end, I can't comprehend
What does she expect when she play with the snow

Now not all at once people fiend for the runtz but its limited
Savor that blunt cause it's the last one this month
You can't even finish it

Home alone at your crib
Baby tighten your grip
Unwind

You say let's go on a trip
You like when I bite my lip
And take my time

No more wastin' time, I need you to be part of mine
Sincerity it's so hard to find, shootin hearts like it's columbine
Out here I just lost my mind, hit a spliff just to pass the time
My dabs like vss's, got gas from shorties ex's
Your distill is unreal and you still say you reckless
I might just pull up in a Lexus
Leave with a bad bitch named Alexis
I met her at the nexus
Change the plans, I'm on her checklist
I move like a sacred
Promise you niggas have no placement
When ya vision is so jaded
It don't make no damn sense
How you f*ck up the baggage
Please don't f*ck up my cabbage
You still don't know what happened
Homie that's just so tragic
Had to cut it with a hatchet
There's no need for dramatics
I usually just pass it
My niggas made ends with the trappin'
No clippers catch the fade
On my bad side, we get to clappin'
I'm quick to the action
No figure, but I figured you niggas don't care bout the figures
Can't see the bigger picture

Home alone at your crib
Baby tighten your grip
Unwind

You say let's go on a trip
You like when I bite my lip
And take my time