[Intro]
You are my [?] tree
[?] that meant to me
You are my [?] tree
[?] that meant to me
[Chorus]
Forty seven bitches on a placemat
Bedside blunt, I'ma face that
Get rich quick, gonna take that
Better cock back, what you aim at?
Fuck repercussions, I'm the same man
I'm a grown motherfucker, but the same man
That [?] the thoughts you escapin'
In the clouds blowing out your vape pen
Forty seven bitches on a placemat
Bedside blunt, I'ma face that
Get rich quick, gonna take that
Better cock back, what you aim at?
Fuck repercussions, I'm the same man
I'm a grown motherfucker, but the same man
That [?] the thoughts you escapin'
In the clouds blowing out your vape pen
Vaping
[Verse]
Micro-dosing, bout' to take flight
LSD tripping, gotta reach a new height
A plateau slowly formed on this dark night
'Cause we all want of piece of the pie, right?
Puffin' the gas, foamy hall pass
Not since I dropped out
Strikin' the match, puff it and pass
Get the word, get the mop out
Fuck this job, man, I opt-out
Can't deal with the stress, not what I'm 'bout
So I'm gradually swingin', my quartz strap is blingin'
Yeah, I'm a big dog with a snout out
Grass to the roots, I'ma sprout out
[Chakra?] spinning loose, I'ma shout out
As loud as I can, put my soul to this pen
And I write 'til the words merely side out
You are my [?] tree
[?] that meant to me
You are my [?] tree
[?] that meant to me
[Chorus]
Forty seven bitches on a placemat
Bedside blunt, I'ma face that
Get rich quick, gonna take that
Better cock back, what you aim at?
Fuck repercussions, I'm the same man
I'm a grown motherfucker, but the same man
That [?] the thoughts you escapin'
In the clouds blowing out your vape pen
Forty seven bitches on a placemat
Bedside blunt, I'ma face that
Get rich quick, gonna take that
Better cock back, what you aim at?
Fuck repercussions, I'm the same man
I'm a grown motherfucker, but the same man
That [?] the thoughts you escapin'
In the clouds blowing out your vape pen
Vaping
[Verse]
Micro-dosing, bout' to take flight
LSD tripping, gotta reach a new height
A plateau slowly formed on this dark night
'Cause we all want of piece of the pie, right?
Puffin' the gas, foamy hall pass
Not since I dropped out
Strikin' the match, puff it and pass
Get the word, get the mop out
Fuck this job, man, I opt-out
Can't deal with the stress, not what I'm 'bout
So I'm gradually swingin', my quartz strap is blingin'
Yeah, I'm a big dog with a snout out
Grass to the roots, I'ma sprout out
[Chakra?] spinning loose, I'ma shout out
As loud as I can, put my soul to this pen
And I write 'til the words merely side out
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