20 Dollar Wine
Uh-oh, I got like 29 grams of the finest, smell it when I'm grinding
I got like 20 dollar wine on a Friday, come and do it my way
Uh-oh, I get why plenty of them hate me
Probably cus' they ain't be rocking with the one I call my lady
It's amazing how they never phase me, no
I've been busy trying to keep it low key
In a city, in a place where no one knows me
Ain't got no time for laxing out with all my homies
And plus they're thousand miles away and never phone me
Similiar to a kite, soaring high above the people offering their advice
I'm finding fun in rolling the dice, within a doobie and a glass I'll be feeling the vibe, innit
Uh-oh, I got like 29 grams of the finest, smell it when I'm grinding
I got like 20 dollar wine on a Friday, come and do it my way
Uh-oh, I get why plenty of them hate me
Probably cus' they ain't be rocking with the one I call my lady
It's amazing how they never phase me, no
I've been away but I'm back, (yeah)
Always on the right train, never on track (uh-huh)
Been taking time to relax, but now I'm in the left lane, revving to the max (yea yea)
Quicker than ever but yet I still cruise, sicker than ever but I got no flu
Hotter than a kettle but I keep cool, high up like I'm tripping out on toadstools
Uh-oh, I got like 29 grams of the finest, smell it when I'm grinding
I got like 20 dollar wine on a Friday, come and do it my way
Uh-oh, I get why plenty of them hate me
Probably cus' they ain't be rocking with the one I call my lady
It's amazing how they never phase me, no
I've come back with a fictional eye
20 dollar wine, yo its stuck in my mind
And Imma keep the grind while I'm chopping my life
But I don't need a grinder, the scissors align
Cus its the best way to do it
Grind until you make it, grind until its fluent
Everybody's fake and everybody's ruined
And Imma fucking take this and I am gonna prove it
And I'm ripping out the pages I wrote
Not gonna help but I knew it dealt with a lotta rages I know (rages I know)
And every single place that I've been doesn't even chase it or grow
But every time I'm up on stage at a show
I get real buzzed and I know that you know
Knackered from the set now a doobie's a glow
And I'mma keep on rocking alone
Uh-oh, I got like 29 grams of the finest, smell it when I'm grinding
I got like 20 dollar wine on a Friday, come and do it my way
Uh-oh, I get why plenty of them hate me
Probably cus' they ain't be rocking with the one I call my lady
It's amazing how they never phase me, no
I got like 20 dollar wine on a Friday, come and do it my way
Uh-oh, I get why plenty of them hate me
Probably cus' they ain't be rocking with the one I call my lady
It's amazing how they never phase me, no
I've been busy trying to keep it low key
In a city, in a place where no one knows me
Ain't got no time for laxing out with all my homies
And plus they're thousand miles away and never phone me
Similiar to a kite, soaring high above the people offering their advice
I'm finding fun in rolling the dice, within a doobie and a glass I'll be feeling the vibe, innit
Uh-oh, I got like 29 grams of the finest, smell it when I'm grinding
I got like 20 dollar wine on a Friday, come and do it my way
Uh-oh, I get why plenty of them hate me
Probably cus' they ain't be rocking with the one I call my lady
It's amazing how they never phase me, no
I've been away but I'm back, (yeah)
Always on the right train, never on track (uh-huh)
Been taking time to relax, but now I'm in the left lane, revving to the max (yea yea)
Quicker than ever but yet I still cruise, sicker than ever but I got no flu
Hotter than a kettle but I keep cool, high up like I'm tripping out on toadstools
Uh-oh, I got like 29 grams of the finest, smell it when I'm grinding
I got like 20 dollar wine on a Friday, come and do it my way
Uh-oh, I get why plenty of them hate me
Probably cus' they ain't be rocking with the one I call my lady
It's amazing how they never phase me, no
I've come back with a fictional eye
20 dollar wine, yo its stuck in my mind
And Imma keep the grind while I'm chopping my life
But I don't need a grinder, the scissors align
Cus its the best way to do it
Grind until you make it, grind until its fluent
Everybody's fake and everybody's ruined
And Imma fucking take this and I am gonna prove it
And I'm ripping out the pages I wrote
Not gonna help but I knew it dealt with a lotta rages I know (rages I know)
And every single place that I've been doesn't even chase it or grow
But every time I'm up on stage at a show
I get real buzzed and I know that you know
Knackered from the set now a doobie's a glow
And I'mma keep on rocking alone
Uh-oh, I got like 29 grams of the finest, smell it when I'm grinding
I got like 20 dollar wine on a Friday, come and do it my way
Uh-oh, I get why plenty of them hate me
Probably cus' they ain't be rocking with the one I call my lady
It's amazing how they never phase me, no
Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Lemaire
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