The Finest Things ft. Giallo Point Lyrics

Padded cashmere walls, atmosphere warm

Last year was sickness, this year I bring the cure

The world out there is bigger, you heard em say it's yours

Got myself out of a shithole my struggle same as yours

Abnormal humans, hormones is moving

My scorecard is loco so let's forgo the rumors

Slow roast the meal, slow mo maneuvers

Morse code reveals no need to showboat to students

Ocean is Indian fishing trips with pops

Feels like so long ago, and im missing a lot

Caught a big fish, it fed the family for days

Time destroys everything happiness is erased

Creating other moments processing it like grow ups

We ain't just listened we implemented what they showed us

Surviving despite the odds where they advocate death

The mind and soul well protected like Fabrege eggs

From now to forseeable the future

Living proof I'm a speak that truth

Everything that's not serving me will get the deuce

From now to forseeable the future

Living proof I'm a speak that truth

Everything that's not serving me will get the deuce

Flowers for the winners we get flowers in the winter

Under the Aurora Borealis where the clouds shimmer

I don't clout chase, I just lounge at the lake

Was told they found the fountain of youth

From the sound of my face

I sow seeds to try to find peace but it's hard

Introduced to the game, got knee deep in the part

Since the pandemic hit, people leaving they jobs

Sparks hit em like they got an epiphany from a god

The truth ain't far, often right under your nose

Designer geared up still looking silly under ya clothes

I'm saying, ain't no lying when the souls naked

I don't expect nothing back when I bestow favors

I created space

Relaxing in my own oasis a tab of acid

Crafted my own mosaic

And it gets no more sacred

Then when you savor your fruits, amazing jewels

From now to forseeable the future

Living proof I'm a speak that truth

Everything that's not serving me will get the deuce

From now to forseeable the future

Living proof I'm a speak that truth

Everything that's not serving me will get the deuce