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Get my love from good weed, I don't shut up about it If a temple was my body then somebody done shot it Just another morning you was coughing lungs up Black tar from the cigarette you love so much Couple dollars to my name and I ain't earned it yet Couple dollars in the bank but my statement red Double C maxed out, no Chanel we could get Red Sea, get masked with that stableish cred It was only just a couple days ago ya boy was rich I done spent a like half my wallet on this music shit And if you try to run up on me I can't use a stick Cause half my money for the mic was for the thirty clip I got music you could roll to, problem solver it's a whole mood Hit the spot just like soul food Ain't no way it smell like Whole Foods This that cooking off the clock ain't no professional F*ck a measure cup f*ck a decimal I'm above the crowd, on my pedestal Try to tell me shit, no confessional Do what you gotta do not what you better do Sippin' a bottle, of every letter group Take the pain away, it's a selfish move On the dark side, it's a better view I can see the world, imma tell a few Television world, ain't no telling truth I was borderline, think to myself ain't no better you Play to the tune of a better flute Watch out for sharks in this ocean they smelling that blood in the water like better food Keeping yo circle connected will never expose all the people that should've left Couple of bowls gonna make me forget that I have a purpose, cannot take a breath Please give me a second I just cannot focus anymore My adhd went unnoticed, get them addys on the low Like a high school party keep it small you don't want shit to blow If my mental on vacation, whereabouts I never know I was spinning no control of my own senses, on the floor Had a hard core epiphany, but still I need some more I can't believe my own addictions led me running to the door Now I'm jumping out the back, this ain't nothing like the Wraith I said practice what I preach, but I still ain't got no faith I would start a life in sales, but I would never know my fate Went from weed to white, now my other job a piece of cake I would always eat my dinner first so no one touch my plate Back in two thousand and five, I was busy on them skates I remember first attempt, when I fell down on my face It's the same ol ball and chain, except right now I'm still in pain If I never feel again then you know what Imma do