Vibes Vibes Vibes (feat. Aha Gazelle & Chris Durso)

Yeah, I look sicilian and talk like Italians You know the boot that is kickin the island Yeah, yeah, yeah Flying commercial, I need it be private Yeah, yeah, yeah See my whole team, and you know where to find us Yeah you know where to find me I'm drowning in grace When I look at my past and how it don't match up My sin's been erased Now they say that we great I just say that you late Independent so long when the label called we all thought it was fake And I feel out of place Like I'm from outer space If they try to ride a wave Just tell them you late God got me out here shinin' Real bright man I feel like TV Johnny You make my darkest days brighter You turn my noose into diamonds We come alive in the late night Matter fact we Michael Jordan with the hang time We get fly and go drive at the same time Then we hop up out the car man I wish somebody would let [?] mess around and get their wings chopped 20 deep [?] at a Wing Stop Flyer than an Easter Sunday reverand And all of us are on our way to Heaven, yeahhh I woke up feeling like a new man Ironically I'm a year older, dig it To book us it's not really too much Uncomfortable, my soul, dig it Yeah, yeah go figure I've been somebody with no figures Hustle hard, go to prison Then bounce back, I got court vision Need more? Listen I've toured a distance Five year plan in full effect But my ten year plan bring more provision I think rappers need a [?] test This game a mess the more I listen Internet got 'em brainwashed Not to mention, they ain't got nothing for me I'm a coach to the Yankees, I'm equivalent to a Joe Torre God got me out here shinin' Real bright man I feel like TV Johnny You make my darkest days brighter You turn my noose into diamonds We come alive in the late night Matter fact we Michael Jordan with the hang time We get fly and go drive at the same time Then we hop up out the car man I wish somebody would let [?] mess around and get their wings chopped 20 deep [?] at a Wing Stop Flyer than an Easter Sunday reverand And all of us are on our way to Heaven, yeahhh Nobody wants to wait anymore. I don't want it a second too early, or a second too late. God's timing is perfect. Misfits move like soldiers. We operate to the beat of God's drum. We step when He says so, and stop when he stops. Misfits wait because we know that if that's where He wants us, then that's where it's best for us. We are the Messiah's soldiers