Please, Lord
Set that vibe, it's Homegrown
Please Lord
CGB
I'm live in The Vault right now
Vancouver, British Colombia, what's good
Yeah, yeah
Please, Lord
Don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox is motherfuckin' shifted
Please don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox is motherfuckin' shifted
Fuck around, throw down 4 bills on some blunts and thrills
Mothafuckas always tryna keep it real
Cause you can't say that I'm fucking nothing
Cause now you know I'm here and you know that I came from nothing
Came from all that bluffin, disguising my face
Cause something, was never really right
And I needed to feed my mother
So I got my own money, she wouldn't worry my brother
To take care of me, while she still sat in that recovery
Cancer hit her throat, life got tougher
But we family
Something but it's hard
Cause I want my mother happily
Livin' with good health
Clear mind, none of that sanity
After radiation, the cancer was gone thankfully
Back to our lives, I mean we'll try
Cause this gravity was pushing pretty hard
And there's cracks cause the pressure, G
So sit back and build the foundation
Just another kid with thoughts that are so complacent
Tired of that complaining
Focus on that sustaining
I was focused when my only form of income was my paintings
I remember
Coming up and saying 'Life's been changing'
So I took all of my pain, and I started rearranging, cause I'm aging
Only 21, but the stress keeps raining
Hopefully by 22 I'm still here praying
Shit will be good, and I'll being rippin' stages
Have Cubez and Noah on the side while we tour nations
Many relations
Wish I had my girl here but she ain't got the patience
Not my girl no more, that's a fucked up situation
It's all I'm really used to, is this damn separation
Got me feeling so fucked
I've never felt, so now I'm facing
Too many blunts, my lungs startin' with the caving
New addiction to Henny, and now I'm fuckin' craving
Tried to work for us but it's my own path I'm paving, so
Please, don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox is motherfuckin' shifted
Please don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox is motherfuckin' shifted
Please don't get me high no more
Please don't get me high no more
Bout to lose my mind some more
Bout to lose my mind some more
Know this whole paradox is shifted
I know this whole paradox is shifted
Cause I'm still getting lifted
Cause I'm still getting lifted
Please, Lord
Take all these drugs away
No, I'm not the same person, and you to blame
And it's a shame
I lost my mothafuckin' homie
Remember we used to kick back, sippin' Olde E
I was only 17, and you was Filthy40
Watched what the drugs did to you and
Then I soon ignored it
Knew you was a real strong dude
Thought you'd abort it
Now when I see my closer homies
And they snortin' I get pissed off
What are they doin' that they resort to getting ripped off?
For a high that's half cut, make ya fuckin' dick soft
I'm sick yall. I'm feel I'm dying
The end is near, I promise you my family, I'm trying
I don't know what to do no more
No, I don't know what to do no more
Cause everywhere I look, friends and family is passing
I guess we getting older, so I guess it's bound to happen
Please, Lord
Don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox has motherfuckin' shifted
Please don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox has motherfuckin' shifted
Please, Lord
CGB
Vancouver, British Colombia, what's good
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Please Lord
CGB
I'm live in The Vault right now
Vancouver, British Colombia, what's good
Yeah, yeah
Please, Lord
Don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox is motherfuckin' shifted
Please don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox is motherfuckin' shifted
Fuck around, throw down 4 bills on some blunts and thrills
Mothafuckas always tryna keep it real
Cause you can't say that I'm fucking nothing
Cause now you know I'm here and you know that I came from nothing
Came from all that bluffin, disguising my face
Cause something, was never really right
And I needed to feed my mother
So I got my own money, she wouldn't worry my brother
To take care of me, while she still sat in that recovery
Cancer hit her throat, life got tougher
But we family
Something but it's hard
Cause I want my mother happily
Livin' with good health
Clear mind, none of that sanity
After radiation, the cancer was gone thankfully
Back to our lives, I mean we'll try
Cause this gravity was pushing pretty hard
And there's cracks cause the pressure, G
So sit back and build the foundation
Just another kid with thoughts that are so complacent
Tired of that complaining
Focus on that sustaining
I was focused when my only form of income was my paintings
I remember
Coming up and saying 'Life's been changing'
So I took all of my pain, and I started rearranging, cause I'm aging
Only 21, but the stress keeps raining
Hopefully by 22 I'm still here praying
Shit will be good, and I'll being rippin' stages
Have Cubez and Noah on the side while we tour nations
Many relations
Wish I had my girl here but she ain't got the patience
Not my girl no more, that's a fucked up situation
It's all I'm really used to, is this damn separation
Got me feeling so fucked
I've never felt, so now I'm facing
Too many blunts, my lungs startin' with the caving
New addiction to Henny, and now I'm fuckin' craving
Tried to work for us but it's my own path I'm paving, so
Please, don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox is motherfuckin' shifted
Please don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox is motherfuckin' shifted
Please don't get me high no more
Please don't get me high no more
Bout to lose my mind some more
Bout to lose my mind some more
Know this whole paradox is shifted
I know this whole paradox is shifted
Cause I'm still getting lifted
Cause I'm still getting lifted
Please, Lord
Take all these drugs away
No, I'm not the same person, and you to blame
And it's a shame
I lost my mothafuckin' homie
Remember we used to kick back, sippin' Olde E
I was only 17, and you was Filthy40
Watched what the drugs did to you and
Then I soon ignored it
Knew you was a real strong dude
Thought you'd abort it
Now when I see my closer homies
And they snortin' I get pissed off
What are they doin' that they resort to getting ripped off?
For a high that's half cut, make ya fuckin' dick soft
I'm sick yall. I'm feel I'm dying
The end is near, I promise you my family, I'm trying
I don't know what to do no more
No, I don't know what to do no more
Cause everywhere I look, friends and family is passing
I guess we getting older, so I guess it's bound to happen
Please, Lord
Don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox has motherfuckin' shifted
Please don't get me high no more
Cause I'm feeling like I'm 'bout to lose my mind some more
And I swear to God, my love, if I'm still gettin' lifted
I know this whole paradox has motherfuckin' shifted
Please, Lord
CGB
Vancouver, British Colombia, what's good
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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