Writing's such a great release,
but memories we can't delete.
Scribing better notes today,
well what they were I will not say.

Burning things to feel okay,
some sage, incence, and cloves ablaze.
Sent papers up in smoke and flame
to ash and dust and dirt and clay.

This beat is pushing open the gates,
this music it swirls and levitates.
This song's so chill and tight tonight,
feel this vibe, it feels so right.

Water filling up a valley,
San Diego, L. A., Southern Cali.
A river full of floating apples,
contain the codes to reach the castle.

I got magic, wizard power,
I got glacier diamond power.
G2 roof's spiked shower water,
Potions like I'm Harry Potter.

But who am I really,
to be so chill, to live so free, to be so wild?
But who are you really,
to be so cool, to live so free, and wild?

Burn that paper,
burn that paper.
Light it up,
burn it down.

Burn that paper,
burn that paper.
Light it up,
burn it down.

The cloud's so high,
with Mary Jane who's flying by,
with Mona Lisa drinking wine,
from inside their alien space ride.

This is just so surreal man, 
what is even fucking real man?
This is so trippy man.
Are you tripping too man?

Well, yes I am.

So be peaceful bro,
be happy bro.
I just want you to know,
you're so loved bro.

Burn that paper,
burn that paper.
Light it up,
burn it down.

Burn that paper,
burn that paper.
Light it up,
burn it down.

Cash Codes

Burnt Paper

Bernt Pepar

c@$h c0d3$

PTL (Praise The Lord!)

Keep it simple
Know who you are
You're not very far
From being a star

Praise The Lord!
Sing a new chord!
Praise be to the Lord!
Praise The Lord!

Back seat of the car and
We're headed to the bar
Here grab my hand
We're about to go in

Is it alright if I kiss you
Oh, and I invited some friends

Praise The Lord!
Sing a new chord!
Praise be to The Lord!
Praise The Lord!

Walk into the bar and
we're shining like stars
Every eye's on us and
babe, it's you who

I trust the most
Tequila shots 'til
We drop to the floor
Let's take a toast!

Praise The Lord!
Tequila's poured!
We want some more!
Give us some more!

Praise the Lord!
We're drinking more!
Out to the floor!
Said Praise The Lord!

Heading out to the floor and
Baby's dressed like a whore and
We're grinding real slow
Gonna make a move

So I set the mood
I grab your waste
A smile's on your face
So I kiss your lips

Tastes like pomegranates
And you're just so cute
You know I can't stand it
You're from another planet

And I'm glad that you're mine
Baby you're so fine

Praise The Lord!
Sing a new chord!
Praise be to The Lord!
Praise The Lord!

Praise the Lord!
Out on the floor!
With the girl next door!
Said Praise The Lord!

We want some more!
Give us some more!
We said we're sure!
Said Praise The Lord!

Praise The Lord!
Sing a new chord!
Praise be to The Lord!
Praise The Lord!

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