Psycadelik Thoughtz – B.o.B – letras

[Ponte]Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic callsFrom these psychedelic treesand I think it’s rubbing off on meI think it’s rubbing off on me,I think it’s rubbing offFaded memories, every face I can’t recallWho the fuck are you, we was never coolyou ain’t my dog homieYou ain’t my dog, don’t reachYeah, yeah, you ain’t my dogPsychedelic thoughts, psychedelic callsFrom these psychedelic treesand I think it’s rubbing off on meI think it’s rubbing off on me,I think it’s rubbing offFaded memories, every face I can’t recallWho the fuck are you, we was never coolyou ain’t my dog homieYou ain’t my dog, don’t reachYeah, yeah, you ain’t my dog[Verso 1]I’m searching for an outlettryna charge my phoneLooking through my contactsain’t no one to callQuestions that need answers,looking for escapeI’m just looking for that high,can ya help me elevate?Can ya, can ya help me elevate?Can ya help me elevate?Can ya help me elevate?Can ya help me elevate?Imagine modern day civilisationas we know it just collapsingTelevision screens and news reportsjust serve as a distractionPropaganda got our minds so floodedthat we just paddlin’Damn it, drowing for air,we keep gaspin’ for breathI take a step, you take a step, I take a stepLiving out our dreams till nothing’s left,till there ain’t none leftBury me in honor,we will not forget to fallen soldiersI pay respect, I pay respect, I wear the burdenOf the world ever since I travelled on a jetTo a far away place in athird-world city wherethe whole damn country was oppressedCouldn’t help my stomach what I sawbut still my conscious was upsetWith all the money in the worldI really wanna but I can’t expressSome thoughts trapped inside my headso I roll a blunt to ease my stressI traveled to Usawhere people constantly obsessOver all this shit that wouldn’t matterif we knew what was aheadSigning off,psychedelic thoughts running through my head[Ponte]Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic callsFrom these psychedelic treesand I think it’s rubbing off on meI think it’s rubbing off on me,I think it’s rubbing offFaded memories, every face I can’t recallWho the fuck are you, we was never cool,you ain’t my dog homieYou ain’t my dog, don’t reachYeah, yeah, you ain’t my dogPsychedelic thoughts, psychedelic callsFrom these psychedelic trees andI think it’s rubbing off on meI think it’s rubbing off on me,I think it’s rubbing offFaded memories, every face I can’t recallWho the fuck are you, we was never cool,you ain’t my dog homieYou ain’t my dog, don’t reachYeah, yeah, you ain’t my dogCan ya, can ya help me elevate?Can ya help me elevate?Can ya, can ya help me elevate?Can ya help me elevate?Can ya, can ya help me elevate?Can ya help me elevate?Can ya, can ya help me elevate?Can ya help me elevate?