Slow Overstimulated Synapse Triggers - Solfeggio Frequencies

Is this thing on? Reverse effect Mm hm hm hm Yeah, yeah, oh Don't get it wrong, don't get it twisted Don't mix it up, gotta get lifted You know I'm young, you know I'm gifted I'm on a roll, I'm on a mission, yeah But I need your light, I need your light I need your guidance, yeah Already high, I'll be alright, I wanna try it Crushing the line, cutting the line, crossing the line, bumps in the night Got me, got me over here overstimulated Crushing the line, cutting the line, crossing the line, bumps in the night Got me, got me over here over Why you never stay for long? You always go so fast Who's gonna hold my hand when I'm crashing? Took it without looking, now I'm looking up the side effects Feel like there a fire set That I should be dying next, my regrets (my regrets, my regrets) Yeah, oh my regrets (oh my regrets) Over here overstimulated I need your light, I need your light, I need your guidance Anything twice, I'll be alright, I wanna try it Aren't you the sweetest thing? I almost can't believe why you still sleeping on me That's okay you can keep dreaming I am alone, I am a misfit I'm in zone, no competition I am the one, so you should listen Don't fuck it up, don't wanna miss it Yeah, yeah I am the light, I am the light, I am the highest, yes You have me fried, and I am the light and I am the lightest Crushing the line, cutting the line, crossing the line, bumps in the night Got me, got me over here, over Why you never stay for long? You always go so fast Who's gonna hold my hand when I'm crashing Took it without looking now, I'm looking up the side effects Feel like there a fire set That I should be dying next, my regrets (my regrets, my regrets) Oh my regrets (oh my regrets) Over here, overstimulated Let's get one thing clear bitch: I am the greatest You are not my peer, you are overrated Know you mad I made it, know you hate it But I'm in this bitch like And if my heart goes out right now This goes out to you, you, you And if my heart goes out right now This goes out to you, you, oh What the fuck did you give me? Oh, no no, chill chill Huh? Are you okay? Did you see that? What are you talking about? Oh my God Relax, relax Ah Get me out of here Why would you do this to me? Someone give her some water

I am overstimulated and bored at the same time I'm indecisive, please forgive me when I change minds Two fingers in the air, but these are not for gang signs We from the same hood, but we are not the same kind Toast to my success, but truly, he don't drink wine Strategic when I'm swingin', darlin', he don't aim blind My frustration's not financial, baby, everything's fine Growin' up these days, darlin', this is hang time Woah-oh Uh, me and my movie star friends, we don't slap five I throw the money up in the strip club like I ain't baptized Don't pay for pussy, but you do a good job, there's a cash prize And on God, before I cap, I'd rather capsize I'm in my white trash mood but on my Black side I'm screamin', "Black, Black, Black, Black, Black lives" Fuck all that matter-fact vibe Fuck all that top five, nigga, I'm a five percenter on my tax side Them niggas wanna be Oasis and be Bon Jovi I'm on my Black Lives Matter, but the blondes know me I'm in a mansion by myself, but I'm a proud lonely I'm on the top floor, it's hard to look down on me I am overstimulated and bored at the same time I'm indecisive, please forgive me when I change minds Two fingers in the air, but these are not for gang signs We from the same hood, but we are not the same kind Toast to my success, but truly, he don't drink wine Strategic when I'm swingin', darlin', he don't aim blind My frustration's not financial, baby, everything's fine Growin' up these days, darlin', this is hang time Oh, oh-oh, go Look, I don't give life advice for niggas half-way through the grave Had vision, that shit showed me a pathway through the maze You don't know what it ain't, not spendin' my last days here, afraid But I'm Jordan mode forever, I'm passed fadin' away I prefer all my truth off the internet, my nigga I'm startin' to believe that they might intercept my thoughts The misinformation has always been a threat, my nigga Do you not seen the way they question Johnny Depp in court? Don't wanna be friends, but ain't no disrespect, my nigga It's the way that I was raised, so it's never been my fault And I let all my diamonds interject, my nigga When you warn 'em not to touch you, it's really hard to feel remorse When a Porsche a one-fifty and a Ferrari a two-fifty And a McLaren in three-fifty, you can't salary a boss, ooh I watched the whole Grammys with the TV on mute 'Cause if I ain't on the TV, the TV ain't on, truth My momma tried to text me and see what I'm gon' do Instagram'll never tell you what I'm really goin' through (Pssh) Body language gives you really strong clues I just need a pepper pot in a really strong stew I just need a balcony and a really strong view At least give me a better seat if I'm really gon' lose I thought I had a good voice, then saw how Giveon blew You don't want this nigga, put the city on zoo And put the city on zoo I am overstimulated and bored at the same time I'm indecisive, please forgive me when I change minds Two fingers in the air, but these are not for gang signs We from the same hood, but we are not the same kind Toast to my success, but truly, he don't drink wine Strategic when I'm swingin', darlin', he don't aim blind My frustration's not financial, baby, everything's fine Growin' up these days, darlin', this is hang time

I don't mind this Barefoot again Just a skin full What we choose to forget Thinking you know Thinking you see all sides Casting a stone from your hand Yeah right Hell is where the heart is Synapse again Nothing more I can do I haven't done again Only wanted nothing wrong Taking a cue from seven days I bet you never listen Burning holes in all your clothes Razorblade suitcase All the tricks of the trade Favourite ways you can lose Favourite ways you can hate Hell is where the heart is Synapse again Nothing more I can do I haven't done again I haven't done again Only wanted nothing wrong Taking a cue for better days I bet you never glisten Burning holes in all your clothes Burning holes in all your clothes Hell is where the heart is Synapse again Nothing more I can do I haven't done again Hell is where the heart is Where the heart is Where the heart is