Chandeliers ft. Mickey Factz & London Moon Lyrics

This sounding deeper than

Giraffe throat

A mask holds in the last Will

And your last hope

A vast sea of your bad dreams

Through a glass scope

Don't ask me

This the last leap of my last note

Summer couldn't come quicker

Because the winters cold

Another words we spring

Forward shimmer til simmer low

Climb to top of the Himalayas

Til him is home

Find a spot for the villa later

And build a throne

From a king to a God

To something with no description

The hole is filling and overflowing

With holy scriptures

But from a distance you see the vision

He shows and mentions

Existing only for ghosts and spirits

His own dimension

The map is merely a figment

Of one no longer here

I scoff at mirrors

Cuz I see the only one my reflection fears

A sonnet lies in the sonic side

Of a sign to share

A solid vibe is all I require

To light these chandeliers

Yea

Lemme get em

Light it up

Light it up

Ayo

This Mortal Combat

Smoked a track a Khrysis

Even Mickey caught the contact

Labels trying to get me on contract

Just hit contact

Homie hit me with them numbers

We don't need long chat

Now what's your biggest number

I love my shorty suck me dry

Bitch I can get your bundles

Cocky I was fighting them cases

But now a nigga humble

I'm about to show em popping

Just let me in your bubble

How a nigga calling plays

Just let me in your huddle

You'll pay me soon as you got it

Or now that shit double

In the struggle hate was the norm

They don't know how to love you

All these ain't shit niggas

She don't know how to trust you

Get with the program

Baby girl I got a couple

I'm bumping slow jams

Stoned call me Barney Rubble

They tried to play me bout the flow

Now I'm charging double

This flow a novelty

We in a godly league

Ask them boys them boys hot as me

Nobody speak

Nigga

Wassup

It's Mickey

Look

Raw sounds

The key ignition make the

Porsche growl

You found the lost member

Of dog pound at the compound

Niggas is performing at they height

To get tour down

That's water under the London Bridges

Until it fall down

They prolly think we on a farm now

A black sheep met a black goat

While the moon in the calm clouds

I'm still judged

I defend it like I'm on trial

Jurors see targets on my face

Like the saw clown

But stop bugging me

I got to push the pest aside

Eating venison while in Venice

My dear clementine

Shout to Freddy Quin

I'm still writing petty rhymes

Seven deadly sins

Demons push up till they exercised

Niggas say they got beef

But got tender eyes

Iris tells it all and

The pupils got it memorized

Was at the playboy mansion

Before Heffner died

Every heifer tried, true story

And it's verified

Factz

Nigga

I got this

Just to clarify right

I was really at the grotto

I was really in the grotto B

And my man Black

MAC Dablacksheep

He next to me right now

He see the Y3 beads on

I had them shits back in the days right

So shorty ran up on me

And was like yo

Those look like my anal beads

And I was like ma you can't

Be serious these is Y3

What are you

What are you talking about like

This me

You Know

Then she asked for the follow

Cause she saw I had a blue check

Back in 08 like

I mean what can I say it's

It's real shit man

Mickey