歌词

Take me for a fiend, I miss the days of rolling up
Take a gram of green, chop it, then I twist it up
Get a lighter, flick flick, that's that indica
Yo supplier, need it quick, better hit him up

On occasion, feel amazing, on that cabbage
On a spaceship vacation with a bad bitch
No relation to isolation, we stranded
The creation of motivation gone

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Sobriety is overlooked and now society is eyeing me, implying that I might be cooked
But my anxiety is steady fighting me, I'm feeling shook
From the entirety of the variety of drugs I took like

Acid, or molly, or weed, I swear my baby crazy
Asking, for all of it, free, like I got hella gravy
Maybe cooking, whipping beats, chicken, turkey, glazy
They see Noah in the kitchen, dozen doughnuts daily

How can I be a baker when I don't got no bread
Different types of the paper so I could lose the dread
Just to get out of bed, nature was my med
I was stuck in my head, I was seeing red
I was being misled, but that had went unsaid
Didn't wanna be dead, the bluest infrared
Please don't tell me to eat, cause I be feeling fed
Please don't tell me to sleep, I don't like being pled

Take me for a fiend, I miss the days of rolling up
Take a gram of green, chop it, then I twist it up
Get a lighter, flick flick, that's that indica
Yo supplier, need it quick, better hit him up

On occasion, feel amazing, on that cabbage
On a spaceship vacation with a bad bitch
No relation to isolation, we stranded
The creation of motivation gone

Writer(s): Noah Jordan

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