FWM

Who can fuck with me
I'm tryna get off of the meds, I'm feeling empty
Who can fuck with me
My head getting too damn clear, this shit real weak
Who can fuck with me
Nothing else can compare, man I love tree
Who can fuck with me
When I need bud

It's dry as hell its a drought out this hoe
My plug got jammed so he down & out on me bro
My other dopeman say he sold out of good smoke
And my last resort, he take damn near an hour or four
I don't understand, I'm just tryna get high
Don't y'all want some ends
Ain't you tryna get by
Won't go to the dispensary
They tax a lil too high
Support yo local dealers
Let white folks free them niggas

Who can fuck with me
I'm tryna get off of the meds, I'm feeling empty
Who can fuck with me
My head getting too damn clear, this shit real weak
Who can fuck with me
Nothing else can compare, man I love tree
Who can fuck with me
When I need bud

I'm just a user, not abuser
Committed not addicted
Can quit at any minute
But still dealing with afflictions
And I didn't wanna mention
But I'm being the realest
With myself
And those listening
I'm just venting
Hope you feel it
Really I'm the chillest
But my chill running on empty
I'm not caught in my feelings
Man I know somebody get me
This shit got me in a frenzy
Spilling wit versatility
Killing verses so swiftly
Believe it or not, Ripley's

Who can fuck with me
I'm tryna get off of the meds, I'm feeling empty
Who can fuck with me
My head getting too damn clear, this shit real weak
Who can fuck with me
Nothing else can compare, man I love tree
Who can fuck with me
When I need bud



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Writer(s): Sterling Griffin
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