Tyler we ah I know
it's short notice but
I brought all your friends here
For some reason I couldn't
get a hold of Taco and Jasper
But I just brought all
your friends to talk to you
Because they're really
worried about you
I thought it would be better
if they could talk to you
It was all a dream I used
to read Complex magazines
When I rhyme I'm tryna
get pictures in High Times
Smoke trees and
see my dreams
hanging in the sky line
Swanton bomb off
the bed into a fine dime
In my mind I'm just tryna
smoke the finest
And get high sticking bad
heinas in vaginas
I'm the flyest when it come
to this fire when I come to spit
I am getting higher
when the lighter comes
in front of this
I'm a stoner yeah yeah yeah
you get the picture now
30 thousand feet gonna make it
hard for me to simmer down
Another flight another
beat another city wow
Thus another couple bitches
crying when I kick 'em out
Where we at Where we at
Where we at Where we at
We on top of the world
Where we at
We on top of the world
And five minutes from suicide
I biked it to the park
I walked onto the block
met a guy burgundy
Preme snap back
Hurling himself and cars and
flirting with blonde Cadillacs
All was great all was great
Frankie had the blues in fact
Bunch of pale hipster girls
pretty but they booty flat
Teenage males couldn't
tell I was going through
And had a wallet
full of cream Amex Green
Beamer almost black
Parked in front the studio
Bastard's recorded at
Earl Gilbert Tyler Hodgy
Domo Left Taco Nakel
Sydney Lionel Juan Michael
Jasper Hal and Matt
Bet I'm missing several
but I had to bring
that pattern back
We live inside a house
that says fuck 'em
on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals
of Bill O'Reilly's daughter that's
Where I'm at
Now where we at where we at
Wolf Gang where we at
Swell motions get promotions
to my whole team
Hell yeah I smoke weed cause
I like to go green
Professor Beats educates
niggas let me proceed
Shine chandelier bright mike
if your nose bleeds
We at Randy's
ordering that 306
Milk and glaze is the greed
gold mix me
Your bitch is coming along
yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they were for her
but they were for the blur
No longer but we working
premature immature
She's unsure I'm for sure
blouse and dress and my shirt
On the floor then pick it up
out the door door
Chased an imaginary
friend a reverie absorption
Impregnate the dream
'til it has an abortion
Where we at Where we at
Where we at
We on top of the world
Everything they say
I'd never have I'm seeing
Now I bet they see that we
balling like All Star Weekend
Always been the most cool
they chase our shade
They say life switches pace
when you got shit made
So I'm just tryna get paid
don't you remember the days
When your dreams were
the only thing
that kept you sane
And too often they think
that they could stop me
Now every show we
makin' half a Maserati
And the only thing blocking
me is paparazzi
Now it's gold Rolex's
if they try to clock me
Everything stays in the box
like fighters in hockey
Miss me if you're thinking
we slack work hard
I got the world saying every
single Friday is black
Took your bitch you ain't getting
her back cause she know
Where we at nigga
Where we at nigga
We on top of the world
We on top of the world
Where we at
Where we at nigga
Where we at
Where the fuck we at man
You niggas don't know me huh
Where we at
Down to fucking Earth huh
down to fucking Earth huh
Fuck everybody here goes
some extra girth Sir
You fucking critics are
making my nerves hurt
Since I'm saying fuck
everybody I guess
that I'm a fucking pervert
My window is a book
and I'm a fucking crook
Stealing phones to call home
but the line is off the hook
My mom ain't paid the bill
guess I can't pay it either
I ain't signed a fucking deal
yet but when I do
Clancy and Dave are
to take a percentages that
Could pay the whole
fucking city' mortgage
Hopefully I make a lot porn
from touring in fucking Oregon
From playing piano
organs and hopefully
I can pay the bill
Shit is getting real people
begin to feel
Like I'm changing
but their complaining
making big fucking deals
About some shit they
bitch and pout
Can we get backstage man
No faggot it's sold out
Come on why you holding out
I though we was boys
without me you wouldn't be
Tyler the Creator
You're from the Derby
I can tell whenever
you perform
A leopard can't
change it's spots
But I'm a fucking unicorn
Whatever man Look
you can't stop me
I'm going full monty
Fuck that I'm Hitler
everyone's a fucking Nazi
Wolf Gi di dang you be
roaming where the fox be
And I be where anybody cares
I try to preach Fuck age
live dreams and have fun
Here’s some
give a fuck cake
Oh maybe I should have some
Asshole have none
How can I wake up on
the wrong side
Of the bed when I don't
even fucking have one
When I'm on that stage
I feel important
A whole fucking assortment
of children that's
taking Ritalin
Because the teacher said
that the therapist
wasn't feeling him
You gotta be fucking
kidding me
At school I was a zero
now I'm every boy's hero
And they fear it when
they hear it when that little
fucker's reciting my lyrics
Yeah rebel nigga cheer it
dead parents everywhere
It's smelling like teen spirit
okay fuck it Elvis has
left the building