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all i need is like three types of weed and some good sights to see and a girl that say that she like r&b but she really like me but cant b wify like wedding rings im finna shine rite now can someone hit the lights please cuz pitch blacks my fav she broke up with me n turned gay i swear thats a slap in my face aint no rebound in her place honestly i need space am i lonely i cant say i dont think thats the case just that hella hoes is two faced n these bitches be too fake trying to eat off my plate never learned to say grace thats why i i smoke my weed n i munch wash my hands b4 lunch i wake up to a bowl of good but it ain't captain crunch i got Powdered donut in a blunt man I swear that shit Just power me up Next thing I know I'm hopping out a truck and onto my board and I'm landing them stunts I'm landing tricks I haven't landed in months I fell off my board and I stood right back Up I'm letting it breathe I need air so back up me on any beat is a 187 you call the police got a call for back up I'm moving around could you help me pack up You hear me beep beep when my U-Haul back up Them digital units will help you stack up as a Youngin I learn the value of a buck for paper they'll put you on ice like a puck Watch him get found in the lake by a duck Relentlessly work so my seed can grow up without ever seeing that stuff i make my own dollars and make my own luck I stay getting lucky with virgins and sluts she smoking hot popped her cherry camel crush She say she see why they can't handle me I see I see why the world can't handle us I see why they try to dismantle us they poison the air and the food and the water swear they do the most but they ain't do enough We still alive because we clutch just watch us roam the earth's crust no time to fight or fuss we got to stay focused