Good Vibes Only Video (MV)

Nobody messing with my vibe (no)
Nobody messing with my high (no)
Nobody selling dreams
Telling me things
It's not what it seems
The grass ain't greener on the other side
So just focus on yours not on the other guys
Cos while you're hopping the fence your grass is getting dry
You'd rather let it die instead of watering your own
And taking time to let it grow
Impatient yute just take it slow
But, oh you want that fast pace shit
The overnight, mystical, miracle blasé shit
Just a droplet in a swimming pool
Full of unoriginals and that's the mentality that these dawgs stay with
And I ain't on that, they moving sideways
I move forward on the highway
Young Sinatra, I do it my way
Holding up the family on my back and its a light weight
Real ones only we stay put and never migrate
Spreading positivity overturning the crime-rate
Yes, my team's blessed making figures like we ice skate
I blow brains, my flow insane
Giving migraines, cloudy thoughts cos it might rain
But I came with an umbrella for the stormy weather
Rodents only surface when they smell the cheddar
Pigeons only ever wanna get their bread up
It's all a set up see them falling for it shouldn't let em
But hey, I wouldn't mind some change, both kinds in my pocket and systematic
This split decision is getting very problematic
It's causing static, actions erratic
Brain fuzzy dramatic, so attractive
Feel likes it's drawing me close
Nobody messing with my vibe (no)
Nobody messing with my high (no)
The grass ain't greener on the other side

Good vibes only
Used to be in rooms full of people and feel lonely
Niggas didn't know me
Bitches wanna control me
Conversation draining, always talking bologne
Always talking bout shit that didn't really apply
These people are ground level I'm tryna reach for the sky
Tryna reach into space
I'm tryna open your eyes
I'm tryna make you realise
That they're telling you lies yeah
Never settle for the nine to five know your worth
Destined, for greatness, assigned from my birth
Lyrical wizard I'm magical with the words
Gifted, black spiritual king, rule the Earth
So where my queen at?
People ask CRS where you been ak?
Cooking up a storm in the kitchen
I've been whippin' and whipping'
Might aswell call me K-Trap
Nobody messing with my vibe (no)
Nobody messing with my high (no)
Nobody selling dreams
Telling me things
It's not what it seems
The grass ain't greener on the other side