VISTA

[Verse 1]
Right outside my—
Right outside my window view
Sit silent, making me full bloom
I don't know where I'll head off to
Fake money, I got real money
It ain't what I lose, it ain't what I lose
Fake money, I got real money
It ain't what I lose, it ain't what I lose

[Verse 2]
Driving on the 202, yeah
Beat up truck, I'll see it through, yeah
Cyanide wide, my peripheral view
Fate's coming, but I keep running
I got shit to prove, yeah, yeah
I got shit to prove, yeah, yeah
I got shit to prove
I got shit to prove, prove

[Bridge]
On my cute shit for days
You're gonna lose it, thе Rays
Energy on fade
I think I just smoke too much, I'm hazy

[Pre-Outro]
Said it's all fun and gamеs, 'til the keys don't work
Said it's all fun and games, 'til the keys don't—
Said It's all fun and games, 'til the keys don't work

[Outro]
"That was literally perfect, mate."
"Huh?"
"That was perfect."
"Perfect?"
"Yeah."