Brown Boy (V2)

Look Ganja smokin, honey bourbon wood rollin Love stroking, nigga tryna find his purpose Stay searching for muses that will imperfect Crown Peach for these leaches forever steady lurking Steezy brown boy, can't f*ck wit it These days I'm numb to all the pain because I'm stuck with it I see my brothers kill they brothers for the relevance or we get murdered by the system cuz our melanin Lookin good now is bad timing Searching for my image in the world got my momma crying Tellin all my family that I'm cool knowing that I'm lying Keep my dick in my dickies Twins they stay with me P and C smoking honey berry in the cherry Camo cargos on me like military Fitted in Saint P stitched in, you know what I'm wearing Brown Boy with a death wish Roll a game that's my exit They fuckin with me for the leverage Cut em off, I can't stand it Mixin strains, indica with the pain Smoke and sang, she say I'm on a different wave She act insane, because I make her mornings rain Say she love me but she know that I'm switching lanes I'm not staying for the night Always wanna fight You know that I'm different baby, look me in my eyes She want it again, I'm fuckin on her twice Leave and then I roll another wood I'm taking flight Diggin in her deep Her head by her feet I think(know) its the love that got her feeling me yeah The music gettin easy GOD He stay with me Steady politicking with these ladies