B.o.B - Psycadelik Thoughtz

Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls
From these psychedelic trees
And I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off
Faded memories, every face I can't recall
Who the fuck are you, we was never cool
You ain't my dog homie
You ain't my dog, don't reach
Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog
Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls
From these psychedelic trees
And I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off
Faded memories, every face I can't recall
Who the fuck are you, we was never cool
You ain't my dog homie
You ain't my dog, don't reach
Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog

I'm searching for an outlet
Tryna charge my phone
Looking through my contacts
Ain't no one to call
Questions that need answers
Looking for escape
I'm just looking for that high
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?

Imagine modern day civilisation
As we know it just collapsing
Television screens and news reports
Just serve as a distraction
Propaganda got our minds so flooded
That we just paddlin'
Damn it, drowing for air
We keep gaspin' for breath
I take a step, you take a step, I take a step
Living out our dreams till nothing's left
Till there ain't none left
Bury me in honor
We will not forget to fallen soldiers
I pay respect, I pay respect, I wear the burden
Of the world ever since I travelled on a jet
To a far away place in a
Third-world city where
The whole damn country was oppressed
Couldn't help my stomach what I saw
But still my conscious was upset
With all the money in the world
I really wanna but I can't express
Some thoughts trapped inside my head
So I roll a blunt to ease my stress
I traveled to usa
Where people constantly obsess
Over all this shit that wouldn't matter
If we knew what was ahead
Signing off
Psychedelic thoughts running through my head

Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls
From these psychedelic trees
And I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off
Faded memories, every face I can't recall
Who the fuck are you, we was never cool
You ain't my dog homie
You ain't my dog, don't reach
Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog
Psychedelic thoughts, psychedelic calls
From these psychedelic trees and
I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off on me
I think it's rubbing off
Faded memories, every face I can't recall
Who the fuck are you, we was never cool
You ain't my dog homie
You ain't my dog, don't reach
Yeah, yeah, you ain't my dog

Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?
Can ya, can ya help me elevate?
Can ya help me elevate?