J Salt - The Vapors Interlude

Hold up
Hold up
This the blow up
Count the damn dough up
Baking on the cakin
Martha Stewart when they roll up
Pearl game
Smoke one
Then try to pass
Never catch a breeze
O2 from the trees
All I ever see
Hazy bit
Cloudy thoughts got my mind lost
As I search for the vision
Of white beaches
And bad women
Yacht club chillin
Roley on my arm
Life of a Don
Salt Corleone
Staple for the family
Glue for the crew
Necks like V tees Gs made cool
Chest hair for the flair
I'm Ric in the chair
Man on the board
Chess player
Buss your ass at checkers later
Fast food
My mood rude
We ain't nice on the mic
Issa dawg
Y'all puppies
No Florida State
Soda City
Carolina ain't safe
Check wit Drank when you come to the place
Parties everyday
So it seems
Really livin out here
By any means
Art funds dreams
So it seams
Mines 32 long
Cuffed on my kicks
Gel 3 from the marathon
What's a sprint
I'm a leader of this whole shit
Steady pace
But it's swift
Catch my drift
Breeze
Move the trees
Dealer scripts
Writes gets you high
The mind lifts
Heaven on Earth
Divine gifts
Star Player
Kobe to the Lakers
Purple in the air and my thoughts from the vapors
Fuck

Written by:
Alex Salters

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