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​truth on my mind - ​sk3tch (Ft. ​​witchboy)
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​truth on my mind ​sk3tch (Ft. ​​witchboy)

​truth on my mind - ​sk3tch (Ft. ​​witchboy)
It’s another month
Rollin gettin fucked
All of you is cunts
I’m jus smokin on my junt
Drank once
My real brain had begun
So young
Totin blunts and a gun
Said he on the block
So we fucking spun
Gas in my lungs
Purple in my gums
Sniffin molly lightin joints
Cus i’m still strung
Can’t get back up
To the point that i was
Imma cop a new whip
Like my Glock beam
Beamer wit my name onnit
When i’m 18
I got truth on my mind
It won’t ever leave
Can’t sleep hit the grind
Dats da way it be
I would rather fucking die
Then to be a sheep
Fuck a clone fuck the system
Smoke green
Tryna cop a half ounce
So my phone beep
Crystal molly
Not no fake beans
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