The Sophomores - Spacious lyrics

Yeah VeuveRAY: S-O-P H-O-M O-R-E- S You now rockin' with the best, yes Verse 1: VeuveRAY Guitar strings sing the eulogy I see all of my rhymes in the picture of a movie screen Red, blue & green? the typical colors It's just a n***a that's blind and a n***a that stutters That's just tryna bubble everywhere like air molecules Keep the residue of kush in my hair follicles Ball like Rubio, me and my Lost Boys play Rufio We all go crazy in the studio Pa** the Don Julio, if I'm on tequila Them tilapia tacos, causin' onomatopoeia We annexed the biggest cities, no gerrymanders n***as' mad because I move with the groove of Barry Sanders Maybe should carry pampers, I got a lot of sh** on my hands But still don't got no kids in my plans Homies started in a basement, wasted after house parties Gettin' love from East, West, and them Down South shawties Chorus: Au JuS When you caught in that zone, and you can't think twice And it might feel wrong, then it might feel right But you're not alone, cuz it's all our plight, it's all our plight It's all our plight When you caught in that zone, and you can't think twice And it might feel wrong, then it might feel right You are not alone, it's all our plight It's all our plight (We can change the hook though f'sho, you already know) Verse 2: Au JuS Bust the cigars, keep the youth in me I wasted my whole life writin' my f**in' eulogy Live in concert, f** a movie screen Red, black and green, what that mean? Sheeiiit, a n***a bleed them colors Dog, I live this sh** and you just seen the struggle Man, you know we tryna bubble how that baking soda and that raw do Creating rubble like it's all cool Stack that paper, don't let that paper-cut scar you We coulda been All-Pro, but we was all fools Thinkin' that that dumb sh** was a smart move And at times n***a? it seemed like that, until I took a step back And realized I wasn't makin' no Hooves Just enough to f** around for a day or two Hit some hoes up and see what they'll do Ball so hard until I played the fool It ain't cool, but I ain't trippin' It's The Slump, but sh** I ain't slippin' Chorus: Au JuS Who tryna smoke?