Westside Gunn Health Science Lyrics

[Intro: Brother Tom Sos]
Griselda (Uh, uh)
By Fashion Rebels (Listen, hm)

[Verse 1: Brother Tom Sos]
This shit feel like, pinch me, I'm dreamin'
Niggas my sons, temper tantrums, they kickin' and screamin'
Marvin Gaye senior, hand on the drum, just give me a reason (Brr)
What's goin' on? These niggas done, we in a new season (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
All them niggas is sugarcoated, I'm winter, it's freezin'
Been on this journey for way too long, I'ma keep on believin'
I'm true and livin', mirror Allah, you see me, you see Him
I'm thinkin' Benjamins, Grants, and Jacksons, I need it per diem, uh
I brought revival, you don't rock how I rocked (Woo)
Bagged the bitch right off the runway, you don't shop how I shop (Woo)
And Chayefsky head-to-toe, from thе bottom and the top (Woo)
Is where I'm goin', on my soul, thе new face of hip-hop
It look like Stéphanie Amon, I build culture, f*ck your content
I ain't made for TikTok, only built for Cuban links (Woo)
And Vacheron wrist watches, I'm nowhere near clockin' out (Woo)
If you think the nigga finished, it's only a pitstop (Check)
[Chorus: Brother Tom Sos & Westside Gunn]
Pinch me, I'm dreamin'
Double R under the stars
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Pillow talk ain't stoppin' nothin'
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Keep sleepin' if you want
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Uh, mm, I'm dreamin'
Uh, mm, I'm dreamin' (Ayo)

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
I gave the streets dope (Woo), I gave the streets hope (Woo) Never seen Diesel's, slacks or bespoke (Mm)
Still blow your head off, but I push peace, though (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Fashion week, 'bout six seats from Nigo (Ah)
Where I'm from, you gotta duck from bullets and RICO (Grrt)
Stars seem so far away, but we reach, though (Ah)
Allah, just let me take care of my people
Rick got the zippers all over my peacoat (Woo)
Niggas on the yard, creased 10s or the G-Shock
You can never f*ck with me ever, so please stop (Nuh-uh)
I can wear Celine for a month off of re-rock (Mm)
My shooter hopped out the Flying Spur in a hijab (Grrt)
We was in the mess hall, plottin' and crunchin' numbers, Colombian plugs
We shared hugs like we loved each other (Woo)
Hit him in his head close-up like it's personal (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
This the cloud Louis V show that Virgil thrown
So watch the throne
[Chorus: Brother Tom Sos]
Pinch me, I'm dreamin'
Double R under the stars
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Pillow talk ain't stoppin' nothin'
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Keep sleepin' if you want
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Mm, I'm dreamin'
Uh, mm, I'm dreamin'
Uh, mm, I'm dreamin'

[Outro: Rick James]
Buffalo's my home, you know?
And it always has been and always will be
And I'm much more comfortable there than I think I am in, in Hollywood or New York
You know, when I go to Buffalo
It's really a time in my life where I can really just chill out

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