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Pick up the pencil
Wait, no that's the blunt
I get confused after I take a few puffs
Always got the stuff cause
Life gets tough without it
It's kinda made me who I am man
Don't doubt it
I never said it aloud
But I'm well endowed
And I like my music loud
Cause I feel the crowd
Waving back and forth
Like the ocean
Memories start when
My minds in motion
I miss the California breeze
In the night time
But I love the Utah breeze
When the kites is flying
I'll always be a kid
No-one can shake that
But I bring the bread
When it's time to break that
I live to make tracks
Your plans a day back
Don't drive no Maybach
But my whip can take back
Any passenger that wanna kick
And smoke back-woods
One day I'll get it understood
That patience is a virtue
But I need to fund the good
Things I wanna do with me
And my old hood homies
Man they been known since the old me
Since the monte old me
Since the bimmer old me
Since the trailer old me
No one fuckin told me
That it would be like this
How did it come to this
It's a happy season
Just demolish the pain
Most my happy feelings
Come from standing in rain
If you fall then get back up
Don't be accepting restraints
Cause no one finna judge you
Starting over again
It's a happy season
Just demolish the pain
Most my happy feelings
Come from standing in rain
If you fall then get back up
Don't be accepting restraints
Cause no one finna judge you
Starting over again
Never forget to put yourself first