Neako - Nice Drugs lyrics
rate meI’m getting taller, taller than I’ve ever been
The world is smaller, I guess I’m floating heaven scent
Moving slow, reversing as I’m walking in
Hearing voices, I fairly really talk with friends
In a place that I built for my thoughts
I created it but still I get lost from the
Nice drugs, nice drugs
I created it but still I get lost from the
Nice drugs, nice drugs
Yeah, she said she wish that I would let her in my world
Purple dream, sour cloud, filled with girls
No looking down, I levitate and keep on going up
3 gram elevators, when we rolling up
More than 3 ounces when we pouring up
Sirock raining out the sky, go run and grab a cup
For these nice drugs, nice drugs
Yeah, I know it’s wrong, but the pain goes away
From the nice drugs, nice drugs
Moving in circles, filled with sonic rings
Crazy bitches, plenty of paper, all designer things
I hear those angels when my father sings
I’m so tall, nothing they throw can really bother me, yeah
Still falling up, tryina catch my breath,
I better think about it, before I go take another step
Towards the nice drugs, nice drugs
Yeah, on a flight nigga, whole trip paved by the
Nice drugs, nice drugs,
Ah, blunts alls vegans, rolling paper back to back
Going zip to zip sometimes we go from sack to sack
Soldiers in the front, you and yours is in the back
This lean will make you lean, take a sip then pass it back
I roll 3 grams and then I started rap
I can’t fuck with it, unless I hear you call it that
Nice drugs, nice drugs,
Yeah, same time, everyday, all we buying is them
Nice drugs, nice drugs
They can’t take me out of my realm, dreams by sl
Saint leron, don’t ask why, I be stoned as hell
Walking into your bitch house, my ass is falling her stands
I’m always climbing these stairs, these niggas watching, they stare
My shades blocking the glare, I’m by the sun, I’m floating there
High temperatures, they both compare, all these drugs, they brought us here
Nice drugs, nice drugs
High temperatures, they both compare, all these drugs, they brought us here
Those nice drugs, nice drugs
My young niggas they gang bang,
16 and they slang yay, get bag then make bell
Then reel up the same day
In the field with that foul play
I show them different nowadays
We come from the same place
But I found a way so they follow me
Rolling up, something is different from what they smoking
Get on this plane, I’m flying over the ocean
From these nice drugs, nice drugs
Rolling up, something is different from what they smoking
It’s these nice drugs, nice drugs.
Thanks to Drake for correcting these lyrics
