Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,
I'm forsaken again, rhymes elatin' ta' ten, statin' that i'm hatin' the bends,
I still wonder while you little niggas still breathe
Fuck your beliefs, smoke a joint shit i need a relief
Just take a look at this joint. it gives the chills
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
You niggas under cars you should be unemployed
I rap in this joint, but nothing will ever point
I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.
I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch
I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers
So my next joint don't got to be so rough
I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love
Relax my mind smoking a joint
Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed
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