Music Video
Southern Trees- Mick Jenkins ft.Joey Badass/Schoolboy q Type Beat (Prod by. Ville)
Top Songs By Mick Jenkins
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mick Jenkins
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jayson Jenkins
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Calm down, ****, this golden
Go on, take a hit of these roses
Go on, get a sip of this water
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
I said, calm down, ****, this golden
Go on, take a hit of these roses
Go on, get a sip of this water
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
[Verse 2]
Got your joint, it's in rotation
Check the syncopation
Deep off in these waters, never needin' no floatation devices
On this humble pie by the slices
Give it to 'em free 'cause it's priceless
This your invitation, I'ma even welcome imitations
Smoke and mirrors, I've been spittin' rocks and ventilation
So breathe, motherfucker, just breathe
There's more than one trick up my sleeve
Tank-tops can't hang, I ain't never even gangbang
**** just hang with the wrong folks
Got a little older, got a little wiser
Put the reggie down, that's the wrong smoke
Been around the world enough to know that you will never get rich
If you the wrong broke
Can't live life through a song quote, man
I been tryna show y'all me
I ain't been acceptin' nobody's gas and still got drive
And still on E, **** still gon' lie
And I still on G
Tell your girlfriend not to feel on me
Or maybe you should come and get your ho, bro
And usually we would have a whole bunch of ginger ale
But lately I been in these waters like a slow, bro
So pardon my manners, this is more street etiquette
Know that I ain't goin' nowhere
If you believe otherwise than you **** better peep rhetoric
I said
[Verse 3]
Calm down, ****, this golden
Go on, take a hit of these roses
Go on, get a sip of this water
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
I said, calm down, ****, this golden
Go on, take a hit of these roses
Go on, get a sip of this water
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
[Verse 4]
You ain't even gotta ask me, I'm classy
Piña colada with a blue Laffy Taffy
I'm rappin' to save a life, get that Apache
Indian Remy on a scalp, comin' out
**** just chillin' on a couch in a blouse
Like Dave Chappelle, be that **** for life
I drip, drip on the haters, for real
Maybe write a rap book for the later appeal
'Cause I still write poems on a little black thought
More smoke and mirrors inside of the matchbox
More fancy images lookin' like mascots
My whole team got the city on the rise
And makin' the sun jealous, we dreamin' new dimensions
And movin' like black rebels, we cold, we cold
We don't need no ice, I just wanna see your hands in the air
And the fans in the stands and my name, hella bright
No Name on the come up
Telefone ever comin' out? What's the hold up?
Where you been at? Where the print at?
We just wanna hear the truth in the music
Black honesty and honestly I'ma be in the cut
With a book readin' prophecy
Before the sun goes down and meanin' of life becomes obsolete
[Verse 5]
Calm down, ****, this golden
Go on, take a hit of these roses
Go on, get a sip of this water
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
I said, calm down, ****, this golden
Go on, take a hit of these roses
Go on, get a sip of this water
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
Get comfortable
[Verse 6]
We been in here, we ain't goin' nowhere
And we do it for the Free, you know that
Just vibe
Just vibe
Just vibe
We been in here, we ain't goin' nowhere
And we do it for the Free, you know that
Just vibe
Just vibe
Written by: Jayson Jenkins
