歌词
Over time man my choices weaker, i been
Smoking too much and my voice is deeper
Can you tell?
My boys cant either, we all
Goin to hell, keep drinking that poison ether
I call my doctor, know my father would call that boy a dealer, but
No need for names, long as that ointment healing
Im way too lax, cant feel the fucking paranoia either
So i buy two packs, i keep the change,
add weed to flames, now i sit back
And i avoid the feelings
This how I do this
Walk up in the room and you dont know me Is you stupid?
We number fucking one like little homie is you clueless?
I could never give a shit feel like a motherfucking buddhist
Who this?
Its tackett in the building with some new shit
Who grew this? Way too fucking faded I aint even smoke the whole clip
You too bitch? Thought you was for real but you just here to fucking gold dig
Here in this bitch break shit down like it was Kool aid
Live my fucking life bitch i feel like fucking coldplay
I aint going back to cold days
Im going back to old days, how im moving a lot
As for you I drop your location, now who getting doxxed
You out here stressing bout your shit got no hakuna mata'
Brought a bag of hammers to the fight my boy you stupid as rocks
Now who woulda thought?
I planned an expedition way i flew to the top
Love the repetition, let them bitches get used to the rock
Over time man my choices weaker, i been
Smoking too much and my voice is deeper
Can you tell?
My boys cant either, we all
Goin to hell, keep drinking that poison ether
I call my doctor, know my father would call that boy a dealer, but
No need for names, long as that ointment healing
Im way too lax, cant feel the fucking paranoia either
So i buy two packs, and keep the change,
add weed to flames, now i sit back and I
Shit bro i aint proud of it
Helps me getaway i just been thinking bout all kinds of shit
If times been all reversed, theyd call me cursed like i was protestant
They lookin at me crazy, shits the 80s and im a chinaman
Society is fake and i aint helping im still lyin to them, im settled with that
The pot is sticky green but the kettle still black
Keeping high as fuck, hella good times but hella was bad
That just leaves the ugly boy and every time i chilled with you bro i could tell it was that
My girl tryna fuck me, tryna bring the 70s back
Lets make a movie take the two piece off, this better than crack
By my side she in my ride, where young kennedy at?
Cus my mind aint blown by any of you motherfuckers
when i do shit you steady react
You useless, and i said it was facts
Move shit, we dont let it get taxed
You got hired last year, i been at the cash
I know you a cashier, you still cant register that??
I can tell you know nobody
Everytime you in the library, shits a solo study
Zaza in the franklin cus we roll in money
We aint kids no more, no more cudi