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Snow In The Fall
02:54
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Yea, we take all these drugs
I’m gon’ fill my lungs up
We gon’ have some fun
Yea, but I do not feel no love
Nah, I don’t feel no love
We make it snow in the fall
We gotta walk through the fog
I’m riding right with my dogs
Follow me, right or wrong
Whenever you need me, yea, just give me one call
Just don’t need me right now, yea, my pride way too tall
Love the way the smoke hits my skull
I let my body take the toll
Going so damn up it was a curse
You better not do me like you did Faust
The ghost in my cell holds my frost nose
I want something that kills my bones
The feeling in my soul it takes none
I’m trapped, a prisoner of a smoking gun
Yea, we take all these drugs
I’m gon’ fill my lungs up
We gon’ have some fun
Yea, but I do not feel no love
Nah, I don’t feel no love
We make it snow in the fall
We gotta walk through the fog
I’m riding right with my dogs
Follow me, right or wrong
Whenever you need me, yea, just give me one call
Just don’t need me right now, yea, my pride way too tall
I think I’m going fucking insane
Off something that’s torturing my fucking brain
I tried to live my life it’s not the same
Dirty pills got me feeling so lame
Locked inside a mirror I see it now
Burning up this plastic I love the smell
It was fun while it lasted now I’m in hell
Art brought me up but I still can’t tell
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2. |
In The Field Sleeping
02:42
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I’m running out of time now
I’m getting out of your sights now
Stop fucking with my lifestyle
Quit it I’m a night owl
We living up all in the clouds
We flex on pussies that would always doubt
When I’m not this high, I just rock a frown
When you get this up, you can talk down
What I’m on will stop your breathing
Kisses on the scope it lost all meaning
Mixing blood red with the white out it’s a painting
Albino knife held closer than my name is
When you talk bout the best you better mention me lil bitch
Walk in the spot with no mask on, I’m still gon’ rob your bitch
Rocking all black fit with Tom Ford, hell nah this not no stench
You pulled numbers for a week you not popping, huh, that’s a stint
I can’t believe you did it like that
Holy water I mix it with the dirty dirty
Right hand on my sole I need to relax
If I see your face then I’ll relapse
Heart of a lion, eyes of a tiger, I stayed down stayed quiet
We rocking out we not in the mosh pits, yea we starting some riots
My boys sticked up, hop out the ride and none of them mafuckas fighting
They see I’m the guy, they see I’m on fire, they hop on my wave and start riding
I’m too good, don’t need a pen and a paper, I don’t need no writing
Smoking on za, smoking on gas, I hit a blunt and I’m flying
I hit a blunt and I’m flying
I put on drip and I’m flying
I’ll sell my soul
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3. |
Accident
03:50
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I can make it look like an accident
All these bitches know that I’m heaven sent
Why should I explain, it’s self evident
Red sap with the mug I’m about dead x2
I pull up to the spot with Jakobe
Real life in your eyes do you know me
Hundred crystals on my neck with no fee
In the fast lane but we moving slowly
Focus on your breathing or get knocked out
Full send, like a splinter I’ll tear you out
Nothing in those eyes, I like that dis pout
Don’t fuck around or you’ll get disgouged
Don’t wanna talk unless I give a fuck
I feel nothing until it’s dusk
The scent of the ghost it’s presence struck
I feel nothing I’m just a husk
Mixing all the 1s I’m too up
More than two in my body I’ll fall down
I couldn’t tell you what’s in this cup
If there’s nothing in my body I’ll just drown
Just had a convo with my own conscious
What I said was told in confidence
If you saw what I saw you’d be nauseous
I’ll take it even if it’s noxious
Jakobe:
Me and Sterling in this bitch, need a mill for a bid
We get hella rich, fly as fuck, designer fits (wah)
I be on some different shit, they wanna still my drip (let’s go)
Deadbeat to all these bitches, I don’t claim these kids (all these pussies clones)
I done made so much money, I done made a killing (wah)
I don’t fuck with none of these blogs, they calling me a villain (woah)
I’m surpassing expectations, break through all their ceilings (yeah)
I’m the king of this shit, I see them pussies kneeling
Riding through the city, riding with a firearm (with a firearm)
Put some drank up in the pitcher, got me throwing sidearm (woo ah)
Me and Sterling got some hits that’ll trigger the fire alarm (woah)
I know they don’t fuck with me, but I don’t even know who you are (rah)
Gucci, Louis, Fendied up
Vetements and I’m Rickied up
I ain’t scared come step up
Shut the fuck up, you’ll get fucked up
Yeah if you wanna be like us, then you gon’ have to test us
Yeah my twin ride in a Tesla, but we be popping teslas (yeah ah)
You wanna come ride with us, we don’t know you, you not gang
We be creeping in the dark, we put diamonds on our fangs
She wanna go bear my child, I don’t even know her name
I’m in this shit for the art, I don’t give a fuck bout fame
I’m just tryna rock out (ha)
These bitches starting to pop out (ha)
My twin walk with the glock out (ha)
Got rich I don’t gotta clock out (who ah)
On my dick, they want this lifestyle (her ah)
But I can’t give no handouts (ow wow)
I was grinding, then I stayed down (row)
You can see I’m the man now (wow)
Yeah you can see that this my year, this my year
If you not talking money bitch, then get the fuck up out my ear
We be fucked up off the drank, but this not beer
If you not topping me lil bitch, then get the fuck up outta here
I’m just doing what I do and I do that shit with no fear
I just cut off all the fakes and I do that shit with some shears
I know I’m a narcissist, yea let’s get that straight, made it clear
If he tryna run off on the gang, then shoot him in the rear
(Me and sterling in this bitch)
(Run off on the gang you go viral)
(They hear all our flows and recycle)
(Making all this money made me psycho)
(Talking that shit but they can’t do nothing better bitch and I swear to God)
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Common Code
02:36
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Bitch I’ve tried but it’s been too far of a pitfall
Smoke in my eyes blinds the truth of a know it all
Blasting quasars in the secret caste of the Druid hall
I’m too far gone the stars kneel I still do it wrong
Brain destruction of elite fields at the shocking spring
The time has come to quench this thirst so taste these wings
Appeal to normalcy the point is something I’ve never seen
I just want this life to feel like an endless dream
I be getting so high I can barely think
Getting so rich, I put this shit on you not fly as me
Rick Owens, Balenciaga
Anywhere I go I ain’t dressing proper
Buying all this shit I’m a fashion problem
Vetements too I don’t wear no Prada
Rick Owens jeans I don’t wear Amiri
I’m seeing the best when I look in the mirror
I’m at the top of the top tier
I can’t slow down I can’t stop here
I’m on my bullshit in my prime years
We making some shit you never hear
You think you the shit, we don’t take you serious
I’m built for this shit and I made it clear
Yea
Why must I try to appeal
To the common code
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Sideways
03:51
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I’m at the stuck gaze
Status like a picture frame
Ima see you at heavens gates
We’re both moving sideways x3
I might fuck around and make my days gone
Shooting stars that I can’t reach so far beyond
You said you’d never bite but I hear my song
Dead trees out my mirror I watch them pass on
Bitter cold breath on my neck it’s been felt now
A ghost in these chains you better not play around
The prison cell next to me is proof of sound
You saw me at the locked gates but I’m timed out
One take in this bitch and we gon’ fly away
I got the demons with me, better hide away
What would you say bout me if I were to die today
I don’t really give a fuck cuz I made something shake
I done been through shit, you can’t save me
I done went through shit, you can’t repair me
Yea and I done got so up they steady amazed
Yea I done got these bucks, I’m up at the bank
Hop in the tank, got that bitch going
Bitches get slayed, in this bitch snowing
I got the swag, yea it’s showing
Neck and wrist they both are frozen
I’m at the top floor (woah)
Bitches on that coke
Don’t be telling me shit I know
I be in my zone
Can you leave my ass alone
I’m good on my own
Righting all my wrongs
I’m cleansing my soul
They listen to my songs
They steal all my flows
They gon’ rock my clothes
Cuz I’m the influence up in this bitch
You dropped some shit it didn’t hit
We rocking out with flooded wrists
And I been vamped out since I was 6
And I been the best of all this shit
I’m the one who talks this shit yea
Huh, I don’t fucking listen
Yea my diamonds glisten
Yea my soul be glistening
We don’t fall for tricks, man
When they fall I stand
What don’t you understand (yea)
I’m at the stuck gaze
Status like a picture frame
Ima see you at heavens gates
We’re both moving sideways (x2)
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Sterling Bidler
experimental musician out of iowa. hit me up if you want to collab
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