Jeff Bernat, EPonym & Esta - Flashy Words

have me goin madder than the vill
once the facts revealed
how am I to chill
I got some flashy words yeah
paint the stills
these keepsakes yeah they
captivate foreal
how else they gon know that
we was real
we myths in the modern day
we monoliths in heeere
always been some kinda way
now I smoke alotta jays
finally Im awake yeah I like this
I might juust
fly away
reappear in seven year
enlightened with the illest beard
tales of havin fought the titans
sippin beer out a tall glass
all the cool yall lack
wasnt even tryna dream
all I really wanted was
higher self esteem
shit I aint used to any
attention feel unusual
feel like they pokin fun I play
it cool though
first high got me chasin sunshine
always flyin too close
blind now I see its fools gold
so naive
so so many nights we hardly sleep
sleep a loud bark
dont supply the teeth
look me in the eyes
I'll discover underneath
you ever think you'll have it
spending money casually
takin home a grammy for a
platinum release
whats it really matter
moms aint livin lavish
if I died today id never have no
fuckin peace
man
push the wheeltalkin
I'm reinventin venice
in a pattern ink jottin
tongue'll be the quill
so observant I be kubrick til
its perfect like its real
coat the glass redefine the field
the devils in the details
it aint it finished
til its finished
by the time its brand
new its vintage
somewhat wasted youth
classic move least
I chased the moon
always kinda been my problem
still I rally stock plenty gold
no value
fitted badly whatever
chip the mold
out the galley
you dont have the answers
you stay flashin that degree
stuck in the same place
you and me
have me goin madder than the vill
once the facts revealed
how am I to chill
I got some flashy words yeah
paint the stills
these keepsakes yeah they
captivate foreal
how else they gon know that
we was real
we myths in the modern day
we monoliths in heeere
always been some kinda way
now I smoke alotta jays
finally Im awake yeah I like this
I might juust
fly away
reappear in seven year
enlightened with the illest beard
tales of havin fought the titans
sippin beer out a tall glass
all the cool yall lack
wasnt even tryna dream
all I really wanted was
higher self esteem
shit I aint used to any
attention feel unusual
feel like they pokin fun I play
it cool though
first high got me chasin sunshine
always flyin too close
blind now I see its fools gold
so naive
so so many nights we hardly sleep
sleep a loud bark
dont supply the teeth
look me in the eyes
I'll discover underneath
you ever think you'll have it
spending money casually
takin home a grammy for a
platinum release
whats it really matter
moms aint livin lavish
if I died today id never have no
fuckin peace
man
push the wheeltalkin
I'm reinventin venice
in a pattern ink jottin
tongue'll be the quill
so observant I be kubrick til
its perfect like its real
coat the glass redefine the field
the devils in the details
it aint it finished
til its finished
by the time its brand
new its vintage
somewhat wasted youth
classic move least
I chased the moon
always kinda been my problem
still I rally stock plenty gold
no value
fitted badly whatever
chip the mold
out the galley
you dont have the answers
you stay flashin that degree
stuck in the same place
you and me

Jeff Bernat, EPonym & Esta