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It’s fine arts We don’t want to just grow old We put bad vibes in a choke hold It’s fine arts (Ooh) We’re puffing Jane by the boatload And living life by our own code So this is a little part 2 For anyone who’s been in hell, (Ay) Feel like you live in a cell Search for a key you can’t stay in this jail Took an adjustment of my ethos Telling myself I’ll prevail You don’t wanna kick yourself when you fail Man this world will never grant bail for you Or anyone else So you grab life by the taking Start to open up your mind-set Recalibrating and training Isolating these dark trends Routines you start breaking And you move to a point The time in your life where a permanent smile takes placement Letras de cancionesAnd when I found that out That problems come, and problems go Still love for the music stays profound I’ve accepted life’s got challenges Seeking the path where the balance is Sometimes with the cannabis I’m opening lanes and passages I’m like Hey, don’t be too serious Man I’m so done with this deadpan mentality Be imperious I try learn from experience And be cool with the times of weariness Have the patience of a saint When I can’t manage it We just gotta roll with the good times 'cause I don’t know if our timeline flows in straight lines Keep an open ear we become wise Knowledge is key so come blaze one to the sunrise It’s fine arts We don’t want to just grow old We put bad vibes in a choke hold It’s fine arts (Ooh) We’re puffin’ Jane by the boatload And living life by our own code It’s fine arts We don’t want to just grow old We put bad vibes in a choke hold It’s fine arts We’re puffin’ Jane by the boatload And living life by our own code But in this verse I’m only talking ‘bout How we’re turning up Fine arts we’re gonna burn 'em up Brandy glasses we’re slurping on I’m doing shows so I earn enough Ain’t losing sight of all my teammates My family, my pals and all of my people in this free state, yeah You need some key traits Have the drive to want make new choices Fighting back amongst the crowd of these dissenting voices Never feel the game is now lost Come join the party with us man Courvoisier is my poison Assessing all the plus points not the damages I raise my drink in thanks and praise For everybody out there making waves Flexing in the party gotta handle biz Doubles on rocks I’m feeling waved Trying to be thankful for these days We just gotta roll with the good times 'cause I don’t know if our timeline flows in straight lines Keep an open ear we become wise Knowledge is key so come blaze one to the sunrise It’s fine arts We don’t want to just grow old We put bad vibes in a choke hold It’s fine arts (Ooh) We’re puffng Jane by the boatload And living life by our own code From Letras Mania