New Millyonaires - Good Vybes (Outro)

Mind on the music
And forget about the rest
Fuck 12
Fuck stress
Currently
I'm up next
But my goals to the best
Best at how I dress
Best at the finesse
Better than the past
And the future comin' fast
Yea I'm glowing just a tad
But that's just cuz where I'm at
Yea can't explain the feeling
Gettin hit but then I'm healing
Bet my self
And now they're dealing
ace up in my Gucci sleeve
Way I'm working think it's 2 of me
Gettin where I shouldn't be
Where the view looks good to me

So fortunate for my position
Too many tortured souls
With no guidance
No Mission
And it's killing me softly
A slow incision
I can hear her calling
My one addiction
So the pen inflicts the pad
My brain exhales the sad
I could feel the good vybes
All come rushing back
Take my time
I'll relax
Roll one up
Pass it back
Hoppin' on the mic
I'll take a wack
We'll make a track
Push it out and make stacks
That's the plan
Feed the fam
Touch the fans
Touch the sky
Touch the world
Show them who I am
No disguise
A blank slate purified in fire
Curious and so inspired
Flyer than the astronauts
Higher than the cosmos
Deeper than a pocket watch
Lost in orbit
Lost in space
Out of touch without a trace
But we'll never be replaced

Good vybes
I'm in my prime
Hold the Optimus
Rolling up a 8
Hold the octopus
Soon to see me shine
Ask the time
It don't matter
Good or great I'll take the latter
Then I Watch the former shatter
While Brain is gettin splattered
By the dank or by the kush
Maybe Henny with the weed
In the whip I'm hittin' speeds
In my life have never seen
Now I seen so believe
Where I'm goin ain't a dream

Written by:
noah martello

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