[Chorus]Moonlight disrupt the dayBeen like this every nightWalking in stumblingFucked up some bread todayThough I said no no this timeCycles on cyclesIt's like an amphetamineHow it marinate on my mindStuck on me, yahGot no doubt I'll be alrightIf I just make it through the night[Verse 1]Pass me the amphetamineRight now can't focus on anythingWhy they take lil bro instead of me?I hurt when you hurt, we was siameseNigga was seventeen, when I found out what that cheddar meanRats'll bite holes through the wall to get closeWatch for their trail, man they always be closeBack-a-wood rolla, really a smokerThis louder than when you drive on the shoulderStomp on the gas 'til I'm blowin' the motorCan't 'ford to sit with my thoughts or it's overReally but luckily, I got a real one, she fuck wit meShawty, she yellow, yeah keep me on my toes, stay mellowShe deserve a fucking ring[Bridge]I'm off the sedativesAmphetamineI don't know where I'm headedDon't know where I'm headedSedativesAmphetamineSedativesI don't know where I'm headedDon't know where I'm headed[Chorus]Moonlight disrupt the dayBeen like this every nightWalking in stumblingFucked up some bread todayThough I said no no this timeCycles on cyclesIt's like an amphetamineHow it marinate on my mindStuck on me, yahGot no doubt I'll be alrightIf I just make it through the nightMoonlight disrupt the dayBeen like this every nightWalking in stumblingFucked up some bread todayThough I said no no this timeCycles on cyclesIt's like an amphetamineHow it marinate on my mindStuck on me, yahGot no doubt I'll be alrightIf I just make it through the night[Bridge]I'm off the sedativesAmphetamineI don't know where I'm headedDon't know where I'm headedSedativesAmphetamineI don't know where I'm headedDon't know where I'm headedNo[Part II: Krash Kourse][Intro]God damn, Phoe'Swn, swn, swn, swn, swn[Verse 1: Smino]AyKrash kourse into the worldThis insular worldThe culture vultures flock in every sense of the wordMy nose can sniff the shit out but I'm never deterredNever be scurred, scored through the downs, first and thirdGrandaddy spittin, ain't nothing new bout the system'Cause how they do me they did himAppropriating the fellasSucking the fruit from my eldersDon't give a Chuck bout no BerryThey rather listen to ElvisWoah, mamaAnd these kids know better, uhI'm grand like abuela, uhMore hands than Coachella, uhLil hoe it's whatever, uhShawty cold as December, I still fold her, no ManilaB-b-b-brr wit me baby, I hibernate, smoke the lettuceNo niggas jammed off the reggieFree all my dogs, fuck CruellaNigga need cream, vanilla, ele-vateCoconut Beamer, oiled up, switching lanesChocolate interior, that's a belly ache[Chorus: Bari]I done went Murda Mike, on the may-a-ooo, uhShe on the payroll, he on the payrollI want queso, I want the caseloadShe do what I say so, nowShe fucked up, yeah, she might do the FaboSend that RIP, out yeah, and that shit for Shawty LoBack when I was broke I had to pour that Bacardi slowNow I'm on the board, niggas salty like margaritas, oohI used to dream about the coupe, babyNow I'm thinking bout when it was me and you, babyYeah, used to dream about the coupe, babyNow I think of me and you[Verse 2: Jean Deaux]I don't know what's better, I won't say what's worsePen is like a needle when I bleed these wordsI could make a blessing if I spit this verseThat's why I be retching 'til I rid my curseBlack it be the sweetestSecrecy up in the frequenciesThat's why you feel the needTo look at me like I'm a deityDuality is key, you seeThat I'm seein' you seein' meSo now we seeing equally, and that don't happen easilyNeedlessly to say, I hate that we're meeting this wayFeel like I packed up to go'Bout a week agoI don't knowIf I switch up my flow I might tap into the pinnaclesI'm sellin' syllables, I'm losing principlesLurkin', searching for miraclesHurtin' workmen, curtain closedEarn a million dollars just to owe it to some imbecilesIf they tell me no, I be dumb, all I hear is goCrossfire coming but I'm pigeon-toed, winter froze[Chorus: Bari]I done went Murda Mike, on the may-a-ooo, uhShe on the payroll, he on the payrollI want queso, I want the caseloadShe do what I say so, nowShe fucked up, yeah, she might do the FaboSend that RIP, out yeah, and that shit for Shawty LoBack when I was broke I had to pour that Bacardi slowNow I'm on the board, niggas salty like margaritas, oohI used to dream about the coupe, babyNow I'm thinking bout when it was me and you, babyYeah, used to dream about the coupe, babyNow I think of me and you[Bridge: Smino]Cunning linguisticsPunishing punsPumping the petrol, gas in my lungsLoving the low times, higher than a mugUp in the cabinetImagine a baby reaching his hands up to grab itA pipe done busted in heavenAnd got to leaking out blessingsReaching my hands up to grab itRe'in my bands upUh, uh[Verse 3: Noname]Sunny metropolis, overzealous as telefoneTelefone a new continent, maybe rode me a rocketshipCopper all on my dash, and he ticket that lady optimistSaid I'm moving too fast, slow down, slow downOpened up for Lauryn Hill, woah now, woah nowWoah nowEverything is everything and the object steady mystifiedMy allegories underneath the rock will only fear residesI bet I'm gon' find it, I know I'm gon' find itHappiness, bank account, white accountantI found the fountainI was born in all black, how could God denounce this?I told Him, 'Give me my money, I need my money now'Thank you Jesus, whoever you areI know you gifted me the gift of gab and simileAnd simpleness, the solitude is lonelinessBeen good to meI told them, 'Give me my happy, I need my holy now'Thank you Jesus, whoever you areThank you Jesus, whoever you are