Ain't Looking for a Fight

I ain't looking for a fight right
Got this herb and my night light
Got my homies at my side and my heina's in my ride
Doing lines off the dashboard
Now I don't wanna be holed up
But we 'bout to get rolled up
Drinking tweaking on the weekend better get yourself a thinking
Or you'll wind up in jail motherfucker
Last time I said it'd be the last time
But this dope got me feeling so fine
Spilled the wine on the table now reality's a fable
Rock the club like I'm Aesop
Said I can rhyme but I'm losing my mind
This dopamine is starting to lose on its shine
Still I grab another beer and pop a Xan to lose my fear
And now I'm spinning in the backseat



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Romo
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