Blessed1nes

I done copped the sandal
Need a Jesus piece
Been searching for the daughter of the Devil himself
She see the demon in me
I've been cutting the green
Calling up granny smith
I need a reup right now
I'm in love with the scale
I wont see you in hell
No morals on a sacred fool
We the blessed ones
Got the deuce for the punk
Who wanna act all tough
No this aint a front
Body stacked up in the trunk
Got some magic but i couldnt pull off the shot without my aids
I got the girl scout dank
It takes the pain away
Idea of you choking on your own blood intake
The thoughts got me going insane
Been high for days
Which way is straight?
I cant even comprehend
I've been high for so damn long i got nothing left
Just myself with a hug, i love myself



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Writer(s): Vaughan Stacey
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