Fuck Life

I pulled a twenty-four hour shift Bitch I'm lit Yea bitch I'm lit I'll stop smoking weed When life stop smoking me You cannot smoke for free Pay the smokers fee Stop wanting shit you can't provide Don't try to hide Them bullets gone collide Run till you tired Don't quit til you fired Living with stress You can't ease She a ugly bitch She can't please What you looking for She need a lease She want a sugar dad She want a sugar dad She a liability She ain't got stability Goofy bitch came to me Now she need some weed She begging for that tree She begging for that tree It's like three A.M Man I'm chilling shid A mf can't tell me shit at all I been feeling good Looking good Smelling good You know how I'm fucking bumming I face my own weed Damn who ima pass to Me again The wood on me again I always dream to win Make my dreams become my thoughts Turn a new chin I hate Fake check ins I hate fake check ins I pulled a twenty-four hour shift Bitch I'm lit Yea bitch I'm lit I'll stop smoking weed When life stop smoking me I'll stop smoking weed When life stop smoking me I'll stop smoking weed When life stop smoking me I'll stop smoking weed When life stop smoking me Ah I'll stop smoking weed When life stop smoking me I'll stop smoking weed