B.o.B - Psycadelik Thoughtz lyrics

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 civilization 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 but 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 is trapped inside my head so I
Roll a blunt to ease my stress
I traveled through the 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