started from the bottom
• Written by hsteb
october november
i can hardly remember
got lost in the haze,
never forget what ya meant ta
do,
when i roll another doob up
nailin puts,
railin sluts,
all leakin blood.
blood color weed,
blood in my eyes
bitches talkin shit can't hear em from the sky
i know why
give em dick like advice
fuck em outta spite
pussy so tight hit it twice that night
you talkin mad shit
i dont even give a fuck
you act like i care
i dont even give a fuck
with some weed and a cup
got a seat, ain't gon budge
who got the loud bish light it up
opulence rules,
saw the bombs on the news
know shit's about to drop,
best ingest molecules
just a couple of no-good youths out on the loose
crazy how shit always seems to happen just to get views
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hsteb
Member since April 21 2013