Catch Vibes - CES Cru

Still wakin up out of my dream I think I’m half sleep

Last night we got high as Apaches, now that’s strong

But I ain’t know it was that deep, I left my ID

All up in the taxi smoking on that Hasheesh

Please pass me, the ces on the left side, Midwest side

The best side that’s something I’ll never let slide, guess why

I’m bettin that you can catch vibes, I’m ready for press time

We’re vibin' like, lets get high tonight, set my mind a flight

Then let it drop from a death defying height step aside

You might catch the vibe tonight, test the dynamite!

I got my vibe on (flow)

Throw on my clothes and (go)

I’m riding slow and (low)

Catch the vibe to-catch-catch the vibe tonight

I’m ‘bout to roll this (loud)

Light it then blow it (down)

Tonight we own this (town)

Catch the vibe to-catch-catch the vibe tonight

I’m on the highway cruising at a low speed

Mind state same color as a nose bleed

Pumpin my system breakin down fat trees

Top down Playground bangin out the backseat

Hit up the wayside, over by the bayside

Met Miss brown now we’re rollin like snake eyes

I hit the soul blade puffin on the death star

Bass line hum fat it got a stretch mark

Pearl white reflect, break it into fractals

Interior ash to accent tabasco

I’m in relax mode, dippin through the trap

Jake stay on patrol so we whistle when he pass

We hit the night club slip in through the back

Booth stay on reserve so we’re sittin where we sat

Soon as we sat down, shots getting passed round

Shaking my ass while this song play in the background

U-B-I in the place to be

It was me Bern-bizzle plus Angel D

Had my man Wrekonize on the side of me

When a couple of chicks started fightin violently

I was like «Oh shit!», then I ducked a jab

Spilled my drink when security rushed their ass

God damn man not another fight in the club

They ‘gon blame us, we the ones hyping ‘em up

End scene now we’re back at the bar, black shades

In the club pitch dark, we’re just actin like rap stars

A fan ran up tryin to bust me a verse

Stevie was on stage so I ain’t hear one of his words like what?

Gave me a blunt filled with something superb

I took a: puff of the herb, what a wonderful world I’m sayin

What you know about, everybody phones out

Cliqued up in the club, turned up and zoned out