Verse 1:
I don't really wanna talk
Unless you wanna talk about guap
Everyday smokin on pot
Told myself i would stop
Never did, what the shit
Still pull up like cool aid man
I've been down this road to hell
Fuck the trends i'm setting them
Lighter in my pocket, it be burning hot (hot, hot)
Rarely make it home, got no time to stop (stop, stop)
Always on the road, ye we turn it up (up, up)
I don't give a damn, fuck a pussy op (op, op)
Pussyboy wanna talk that
Pussyboy, gon bring it back
Pussyboy never made a track
Pussy boy, don't make me laugh
Pussyboy wanna see me dead
Pussyboy wanna make me bleed
What do i say about that
Fuck you from the back
Picking it up, where it got left ye
Sorry i did not hear a word you said
Zoned, no lie, i'm sorry mane
I tried, but still couldn't hear
What was said? was in my head
Fuck it! smile and nod instead
Do it when i'm blazing yeah
Do it hella amazing yeah
Bitch i get high like, every fucking day
Losing friends lately, just another day
People hating lately, i don't really care
People be so shady, only care about your bread
Verse 2:
Bitch i'm smoking packs
What you think bout that?
I've been on my own
Reality's unknown
Paranoid, depressed
Still be losing friends
Feels like i am dead
I dont have no fears
Don't remember what it feels like to feel okay
I've been struggling for years, keep it cool won't lose my head
People worried bout my health, fuck it i don't really care
I will sleep when I am dead, wake me up who ever dares
I've been going hard like old bread
Going hard like Kobe, poker game, hold em
Got bad cards, still all in
Do it for my team ye
Do it like some green ye
You know what I mean ye
Money & pot, supreme ye
Sun goes down like we all do
Life starts again when you're gone boo
Rebirth soon, i'll be gone too
One last chance, i'll get high fool
I don't give a fuck, spent six hundred on my pot
In a month, in a week, bitch im smoking hella shit
I'm tweaking every day, i'm just looking for my way
Outta here, finna vanish, like the sun, i'm bringing shades
Verse 3: EЯRA
