Tribute To The Stress

I just wanna smoke up all this bud cause i do it for the fun of it When that shit hit my lungs I feel like i'm getting higher Im tired of all the bull shit i done been through go ahead yeah you can judge but you don't know what i went through I done seen it all Fake friends coming and going I been getting higher swear to god I'm outta focus I done seen it all You looking through a closed lens no you cannot see me FTA we on the rise believe me believe me We left you in the past no you cannot see me see me And I promise i'm finna go up for you Wasn't ready but i had to grow up for you I know that i'm destined for greatness so please help me find Please help me find it How you beg for the truth but then end up lying You must think it's easy to let you go While i really just don't wanna feel this pain no more No your not the one for me Your not apart my destiny I know your not my enemy But i'm lost when i'm smoking that bud What i'm doing i'm smoking that bud She off the liquor she asking me why am i holding a gun Smoking that bud gas filling all up in my lungs They ask me why i do it and i told them I do it for fun Said Rimaa why you talk to them like that Said Rimaa why you walking in like that I got gas in my lungs