Paint - SOL

If my songs go pop, pop, pop

What makes you think I’m not okay with that?

I took my backpack off, off, off

Ready to change the game and run the track

Y’all thinking I’mma fall off

I’m Thomas the engine

Two seconds, you get ya' rocks off

That’s right, I said you’re all soft

So I paint over the scene like I’m Bob Ross

I got weed songs if you smoke good

I got peace songs if you ain’t so hood

That you can’t kick it, get it, have a party

Oh shit, homie don’t hurt nobody

Let your knees drop while the beat rock

Need ma-sheen schemes, something like Pete Rock

You got to hit the g spot, life’s too short like an Ewok

Live it

Let your nerves shake while the earthquake

Do the bird like it’s purple rain

Now say something stupid about girls and drinks

And slur your words and sip on Chardonnay

Now roll something up

What you waiting for?

Roll something up

Eyes low if you roll like us

So when I say so, everybody jump

Jump

Jump

Aye

'Bout to turn a dream to a million

But we don’t chase cream, so we feed it to the children

Paint new faces on the canvas

As I write classic poems like Sanskrit

Epic

Three letters, don’t forget it

Pronounced Sol but I got soul in excess

The next best to the best

But the best ain’t reign yet

So I guess we all kings, yes

A rising tide will raise all boats

But if you throw stones, nobody floats

Negativity brings nothing but ills

That’s why I paint the perfect picture

With the team that I built

Say cheese and pose like a G

And some gold dookie ropes like Run DMC

Too many homies on my team

Made a whole fucking album with my family, ha

If you love life, don’t ever let it waste, y’all

That’s why you got to make love

Make peace, make noise, make art

Let me get a Sol clap

Can I get a Sol clap?

Let me get a Sol clap

Can I get a Sol clap?

Sol clap for me