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theori. – 2000 miles lyrics

[intro]
(i gotta get back to the cake)
(time is money so don’t waste)
(ain’t no time to make mistakes)

[verse]
ever since i was a kid, i had dreams of bein’ great
tryna make sure that i get that hundred acre estate
big cake, birthday
eatin’ good, big steak
calamari by the plate, la ferrari by the gate
i need it, and i can’t stop for nathin’
it was all part of the plan, lord knows i’m patient
rollin’ up that cali tree, i’m gettin’ sedated
what i’m rockin’ on my feet, probably the latest
ultra boost without the cage, comin’ through move out the way
we goin’ up just like a plane, just rolled a blunt p-ss me the flame
let’s get it lit, couple of shrooms, let’s take a trip
give you a feelin’ that you never get, take you to places that you never been
we coastin’, blowin’ the potent
n-ggas jumped ship, but the ship still floatin’
let it soak in, flow like water
i’m right around that age i’d f-ck the momma and the daughter
d-mn this sh-t ain’t fair, i’m really k!llin’ ’em
they thought i was square, now they really feelin’ him
time to hit the road, gotta go, can’t stay long
fell asleep in louisville, lax by the morn’

[pre-hook]
i cut the gr-ss, gotta watch out for the snakes
foot on the gas, got no time to use the brakes
i’m movin’ fast, runners on they fully laced
runnin’ like i’m in a race, gotta get back to the cake

[chorus]
gotta watch out for the snakes
got no time to use the brakes
runners on they fully laced
runnin’ like i’m in a race, gotta get back to the cake

[verse 2]
young theori. and i’m back up in this hoe again
double g’s on my wallet, she know i’ma spend
yeah i’m with my homies, better bring your friends
smokin’ gasatroni, know you smell the scent
blowin’ tough, blowin’ strong
roll one up, hit the bong
i been up, way too long
smoked too much, d-mn i’m
gone
yeah i’m faded
from the city of the greatest
told my momma i’ma make it
they don’t give it, i’ma
take it
you get that chance then you take it
high demand, i’m the favorite
i’m the man, know they hate it, but
i could care less, lionheart, know i’m fearless
pay attention, listen closely, better hear this
i could do this sh-t in my sleep
i’m in the major leagues, they can’t compete
david ortiz, way i bring the heat
louisville slugger, hit a home run on the beat
show me my opponent, like weezy baby
first time i f-cked that b-tch was in a gold mercedes
she came fast, i did too doe
i’m bout to blast off, straight to pluto
i got my mask off, what you gon’ do doe
not a d-mn thing, b-tch i’m wit’ my whole gang
we cut throat
end of the line, big smoke
green pill bottles, no pills doe
big dog, i’m rollin’ big dope (uh)

[chorus]
gotta watch out for the snakes
got no time to use the brakes
runners on they fully laced
runnin’ like i’m in a race, gotta get back to the cake

[outro]
(i gotta get back to the cake)
(time is money so don’t waste)
(ain’t no time to make mistakes)
(you get a chance, you gotta take)

- theori lyrics

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