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UpChurch - HI-DEAS 3

HI-DEAS 3, HI-DEAS 3
HI-DEAS 3, HI-DEAS 3
HI-DEAS 3, HI-DEAS 3
HI-DEAS 3, HI-DEAS 3


UpChurch - HI-DEAS 3 - Song Lyric

HI-DEAS 3, HI-DEAS 3
HI-DEAS 3, HI-DEAS 3
HI-DEAS 3, HI-DEAS 3
HI-DEAS 3, HI-DEAS 3

Oh, yeah
Um-hmm
Church Church Church Church, ayy
People sayin' "Oh man what is this?
This ain't your best shit what are you high right now?"
Duh, it's called HI-DEAS for a reason
Church

[Verse]
I woke up early, rolled a J but I do that shit every day




My thoughts come up with green light bulbs, don't activate my UV rays
You stay lit, I just burst in flames like half those ashes that I made
Smoke half of that with something dank while the rest in my saliva lake
In my head I pull big mermaids, knowin' [?] that line to your headaches
Hit the bed with the hashtag Niki Ari, all of my vision Grande
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on hey Stoner check this
Telekenesis with my thesis
I can hold my breath and still preach up them epic speeches
HI-DEAS' 1 said followin' Reese's Pieces
I'm the Elon Musk of hip-hop, thinkin' outside of the solar system
ET ain't phonin' home he's lightin' bleezies with his finger
'Cause his touch is so red hot, me pointin' is a danger
I'll burn 'em like a Titan streamin' on a gamin' system
I'm so high I reach for Halos no Call to help my Duty
I'm in my Fort at Nite waitin' for somebody to shoot me
Hashtag chug jug got 'em butt hurt like a butt plug




Have 'em like "Where'd that hater get his motherfucker walk from?"
I learn my walk up on a scaffold, deathly heights for pocket jangle
Dirty clothes from tryin' to live, my wages ain't no wash detergent
My mind like a greenhouse inside, you can not weed through all these vines
My third eye constricts the criticism and pulls you all inside
Black hole to the industry, that's why no one sits next to me
I'm black magic in the thicket, middle finger to TV screens
I'm that, I'm that white noise for the black and white boys
Crawlin' out the empty well, spittin' acid rain on 'em
Battle paint on my motherfuckin' face
Represent the whole entire human race
Where I come from it's rebel flags
Bowties but not around my neck
I'm talkin' about just bein' fresh
Don't let the mainstream make you raise a brow
But if it didn't than fuck it I guess




'Cause that's the world we live in now
So follow, follow, follow, like, like, like
Hey homie can you share this?
Look at this video, it's a dude choppin' a dog's head
And throwin' it off a real tall bridge
Desensitized emotional placement for a YouTuber's mind of sensation
And they wonder why I sit in fields starin' at the sky 'cause it truly is amazin'
Church

[Outro]
Better shoot me, better shoot me, better shoot me, better shoot me oh
I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the firearms
I stay in the sticks with the hicks and the firearms
And everybody knows I love rollin' stoned
It's just frozen over, chasin' white lightning
Just frozen over, chasin' white lightning




My neck of the woods, my neck of the woods
Who the, who the, who the, who the fuck is that?
I'm just Tennessee dreamin', I'm just Tennessee dreamin'
Church



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