Mind of a Stoner mgk (Ft. Wiz Khalifa)
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[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Okay, I lost my job last night (Last night)
Picked up my paycheck
But thirty-five percent of it gone already 'cause uncle Sam ain't get paid yet (Nah)
Mom and them bitchin' 'bout this rent, I ain't even gon' say shit
And half of what is left goes to her (Why?)
'Cause I ain't use that latex, damn
Cheese sandwich and chips (Meal)
Slim just spilled his drink in my Toyota '96 (Wheels)
Well, at least that blunt is lit
Don't they say life is what you make it? (They do)
Then I'm tryna make it money
And ride through my hood, clean as Easter Sunday, that's what's up, uh
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Machine Gun Kelly]
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky, one time (Uh)
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky, one time
For the bullshit that you came from, worked hard to get away from
But the devil's there and you just can't seem to shake 'em, two times
For them long nights that you stayed up, thinkin' 'bout that paper
Crush it, lick it, split it, light it, blaze up
From the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner
Just the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner, oh (Yeah)
Okay, I lost my job last night (Last night)
Picked up my paycheck
But thirty-five percent of it gone already 'cause uncle Sam ain't get paid yet (Nah)
Mom and them bitchin' 'bout this rent, I ain't even gon' say shit
And half of what is left goes to her (Why?)
'Cause I ain't use that latex, damn
Cheese sandwich and chips (Meal)
Slim just spilled his drink in my Toyota '96 (Wheels)
Well, at least that blunt is lit
Don't they say life is what you make it? (They do)
Then I'm tryna make it money
And ride through my hood, clean as Easter Sunday, that's what's up, uh
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Machine Gun Kelly]
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky, one time (Uh)
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky, one time
For the bullshit that you came from, worked hard to get away from
But the devil's there and you just can't seem to shake 'em, two times
For them long nights that you stayed up, thinkin' 'bout that paper
Crush it, lick it, split it, light it, blaze up
From the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner
Just the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner, oh (Yeah)
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