Lawn Mower Music ft. Leto Beats Lyrics

When we first met, you were talking marriage

But baby lost me like a miscarriage

I'm a pro-creator with the Pro Tools

Don't need a waiver, this is old school

And I'm Avid with the beat and flows too

Kicking thoughts around like Jon Jones do

Straight to the brain, flowing so smooth

Catch what I'm saying like I'm Goku

Dragon balls like you chained to 'em

Imma snooze through your new groove

You not no emperor dude, I'm not in the mood

So do not show tunes, I don't like no musicals

Imma blow up like a cruise missile

While you do usual stuff, stuck in a rut

Up in your cubicle, biting your cuticles

Cause you know you be so average at rapping

My bars are like wands cause I gather the magic

Casted a spell and I turned myself into a star like I'm Patrick

You underneath a rock If you can't tell this going platinum

You can't feel my fabric, it's lavish

It's unheard material not to be found in a pageant

No I'm not lost, I'm cut from a different cloth

Potential untapped

It's pending a patent

It's potent, the dosage is close to an overage

With overpriced postage cause it's flow imported

From four planets over, this far from the normal

I'm calling my vehicle my Lunar Rover

I roll in a foreign through orbit absorbing a meteor

Motoring through like I own a bulldozer

Forever pull forward Ignoring the former supporters

Restoring the order up at the headquarter

Then explore the globe in a form of a tour

Yeah

Underneath the stress but I ain't goin'

Insane

I just gotta keep goin'

The grass is only green if you keep mowin'

How ironic it's the only time you growin'

Going and going and going and going

Rechargeable thoughts like the battery bunny I'm flowing

There's holes in the boat but I gotta keep rowing

My least favorite road would be Rowan

It tarnished the journey down memory row and

Now we gotta go rest in peace to the homie

And all of the times that were golden

Wonder what would have unfolded if I had not flown like

1,147 miles from home and

I was at home with the homies

Guess I was chosen, or maybe was not

Effect of the butterfly molded a sting from the wasp

And a heart that was broken

Literally

My series finale, wonder what could be

Regardless my future I see

A version of me, on the TV, on every screen

Lovers and haters alike will all be

Like OMFG would you look at Dougie

He rap, he produce

Like produce I'm fresh

They rip up your check, but they cut mine

I don't wear Patek, but watch where I get

Wearing a watch for the sentiment

Custom and priceless I'd make a bet

Yes I would bet cause I know

I cannot forget that I thought that I'd smoke

Smoke till I'm dead

Remember back then

Times I would get, higher than heck

Could've been farther but what's a regret

Try not to say friend

I tend to forget there's an end at the end

I'd rather say homie and be surrounded by the people

Where I feel at home

Please, please I'd rather be home

Underneath the stress but I ain't goin'

Insane

I just gotta keep goin'

The grass is only green if you keep mowin'

How ironic it's the only time you growin'