Dust Eaters

[Intro]
202-205, MOSH Team
Brute Force, yo

[Verse 1]
My mom said that there'd be days like this
But I'm a grinder, so I crave days like this
I didn't choose a 9-to-5 or no day-time shift
Vampire; I work when the day-time shifts
I didn't choose a 9-to-5 or no day-time shift
So I could pick up the mic and I could say my shit
So I could pick up the lighter, I could blaze my spliff
And they can all stare while I take the lift
I lift off, lift off, tell Houston we have a rocket
Hakeem Olajuwon in the pod and there ain't a problem
No signals up in Gotham, no sirens in this silence
I'm just higher than a pilot
When I'm flyin' through these tropics
I got 'em, I could take his favourite bitch off him
Just to put her on the bench
For when my favorite chicks not in
I am movin' too fast, so how could Tails grip Sonic?
I'm still too chill when I'm blazin' this chronic

[Hook]
Leaned up, kickin' back, with my feet up
Keep it ease, let me roll this weed up
Bitches on my line, askin' me: "When can we meet up?"
Same time I need to get this cheese up, ease up
Me and them don't seem to speak much
'Cause they're not talkin' money
So it's hard to keep up, keep up
As I accelerate and take this speed up
Put my foot down, everyone can eat dust, eat dust

[Verse 2]
Billin' up smoke, fillin' up the room
Kickin' up and still adjust, I might build another zoot
Though I still keep it business, I don't need a fuckin' suit
Transactions through the Android still comin' through
I am up on Button Moon, spaced out, yeah
Two zoots in the same mouth, yeah
A rockstar in the game now
They probably think I'm gonna Kurt Kobain
And blow my brains out
Tats in the arm, make sure you read the names out properly
Left says Horroh, right says Shotty
And my hand says Steven, which means I'm forever grievin'
All eyes on me on my chest so they can see it
Put the weed into the paper, fuck you to the hater
I guess it's mother nature
First they love ya, then they hate ya
But the paper doesn't wait, and a hater doesn't hate
It's just a different admiration in a different kind of way
But safe, you know it's all business these days
But I'm still too chill when I'm billin' this haze

[Hook]
Leaned up, kickin' back, with my feet up
Keep it ease, let me roll this weed up
Bitches on my line, askin' me: "When can we meet up?"
Same time I need to get this cheese up, ease up
Me and them don't seem to speak much
'Cause they're not talkin' money
So it's hard to keep up, keep up
As I accelerate and take this speed up
Put my foot down, everyone can eat dust, eat dust