Momma caught me tryna sell some weed
Cause i got a big fetish with the feet
I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat
That you can buy the clothes and the weed to smoke
Get in the mood on blacc friday
Cause that's the only way to play
God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd
Your the only one thinks this is funny and trying to sell me out
Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures
Sell you to the rich for cheaper than a pair scissors,
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed
For the whole week, no time for cold feet
So, they hate and they say
And i want you to stay
It's cause of you, see, you let him do that
Smoking weed and listening to rap
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