lirik lagu illusion hills - strobe
[intro: 8rae]
ih only ones i trust
want smoke? i can be more blunt
you see the cards they dealt to me
(?)
get your feet and get the crutch
blue top, j~panese for lunch
wanna pay them back, no rush
just make sure you enjoy the crumbs
(?)
what’s the point of not walking if you have no one to gravitate?
my homies think i’m funny
everyone else gets (?)
(?) my nose running
(?)
[chorus]
you tryna find the party at
like where the party at?
problems in your home life
tryna find where all the homies at
tryna find thе party at
like where thе party at?
dancing all the pain away
cause you have no real friends
you tryna find the party at
like where the party at?
problems in your home life
tryna find where all the homies at
tryna find the party at
like where the party at?
dancing all the pain away
cause you have no real friends
[verse 2:]
i’ll take that 405 till i reach the overpass
140 on the freeway imma whip it till i crash
new years eve had you sleeve things that you normally wouldn’t have
told me that you needed time away from me so you could detach
but i like the way that it hurt you
love the way that it burns
i love the way that you cry
i hate the way that you lie
you hope this party won’t die
flashing lights all in this function
there’s no surface left in my eyes
got this paper due in the morning
so get out, you’re wasting my time
[verse 3:]
try to make this feeling sink into my head and sp~ce
talking to the moon like it was you, i got a lot to say
(?) sipping jaded just to fade away
ice be on my back, i’m in the party to forget my name
[pre~chorus:]
i can’t associate with n~ggas
you was plotting on a n~gga last week
that’s why i don’t pop out
stab my back when you get in the streets
she just wanna have fun
she look turning up at clubs in the east
but i still don’t trust her
i pour it out and she buy me a drink
[chorus: warpmj]
you tryna find the party at
like where the party at?
problems in your home life
tryna find where all the homies at
tryna find the party at
like where the party at?
dancing all the pain away
cause you have no real friends
you tryna find the party at
like where the party at?
problems in your home life
tryna find where all the homies at
tryna find the party at
like where the party at?
dancing all the pain away
cause you have no real friends
[beat switch]
[verse 4:]
poster child for recklessness
no desire for lettermans
i earned my badge
burned those tags
please just
speak no more
you should go outside and touch more grass
searched the sky for answers but i only heard an echo
2 am in london, some more red bulls at the tesco
next door neighbors invite me over for dinner
looked into my eyes and asked me if i’m a sinner
till death do us part, finding our spark and i’m using it to power my car
but if i told you that i got it you’d be astonished, my god
cause i keep talking a lot
just out of habit
lots of baggage
when there’s movement
when you need that smooth, whose gon’ be the one to do it?
[verse 5:]
uh, uh
you don’t like the weather when it’s sunny on the outside
scrambled eggs, hard times, denny’s on the west side
didn’t sleep much, i had deficiencies in enzymes
c~ in algebra, i need to change my bed time
[verse 6:]
looking for the one but she been looking for me
joan of ark burned at the stake for trying to get the cream
time zones in hollywood always changing in the spring
travel to j~pan and got back to the same routine
and i wish that you could get the picture through my lens
cvs prescription is the same color as the new benz
tupac couldn’t even get above the rim
but i’ll throw a hail mary pass to certify the win, n~gga
[verse 7: warpmj]
you ain’t fly like a grounded jet on september 12th
don’t give you sp~ce to breathe like skinny jeans, i’m the help
i keep this mute the way that you couldn’t tell
that we more necessary to the game than worchester sauce on a patty melt
(?) od’d like sai when he asked for a 40 piece mcnugget
stretching white collars the way that we turning necks at the function
and me?
my name is mj, reincarnated michael jackson
with a little bit of jeremy lin
and a little bit of timmy chalamet
your music more worn out than tyler, the creator’s cardigan
i hate problems, i’m part of it
obviously more controversial than a white girl who bought starbucks and still loves marxism
if you dissin’ us you more high than clark kent’s weed cart man
got that hoodie on like cartman
the way y’all camp music got me more stressed out than mk.gee’s guitar man
cause it’s 2025 and we stuck with your lame bars
and we would have flying cars and walmarts on mars, that’s alright
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