Ice melts into rain
I must be living in spain
Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,
You can never tell me that i'm not hungry
The weed in me is real sticky
I grew up in nola city,
Come with me, to madrid thats where real play
I'm glad i met you in the city that day,
Spitting lethal seen the evil taken over the people in my city...
Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty
I’m tryna be low key
I grew up in nola city,
Ayo, living in this lonely city you better be quick,
You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
News flash: concern in the city,
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