Rolling up a f#cking bag
Smoke it to the head fade the f#ck away
I keep my demons around me so I can play this game
The sh#t we call life everyday the f#cking same
I live in torture no way around it the one to blame
Moving slow
Chest compressions lay alone
Look up in the sky I wonder if I have atoned
There ain’t no god the world is proof f#ck off my throne
Before I pull up to church and bag a f#cking bone
f#ck yo’ face b#tch
Light my blunt hoe
Witch on her knees
Dick down her throat
f#ck yo’ face b#tch
Light my blunt hoe
Witch on her knees
Dick down her throat
Cold blooded in the night keep the blade out
Creep all in yo’ window tie ’em up and clean ’em out
Ain’t no resurrection seen them crosses on the wall
Shot you in ya face to prove a point f#ck ’em all
All I wanna do is smoke, get f#cked up faded through the night
Can’t remember my name anymore I may of f#cking died
Either way smoke a f#cking pound to the face
Die from these 808s choking on the cellophane
All I wanna do is smoke, get f#cked up faded through the night
Can’t remember my name anymore I may of f#cking died
Either way smoke a f#cking pound to the face
Die from these 808s choking on the cellophane
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