Mind Off Sh!t
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind of shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time i'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind off shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time I'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
Ten G's raw wrapped
Make you fall back
All that
weed up in my system
Makes me
Call back
Like sorry I missed your call
I got super high last night
I meant to pass you a kite
Telling you I crashed my bike
I guess this is the part were I'm fired but
Thats all right
I'll just hit a lick instead
These muthafuckers really think that
They could stop my bread
You trynna stop a lion from getting fed
You'll end up red
And I ain't talking about no message
Like a young adolescences
With no progression in his sight
Just a studio mic
And the might
To fight
Even when there's no light
Outta spite
Grabs the pin
And starts to write
God damn what a life
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind of shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time i'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind off shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time I'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I set the pen to the pad
But I ain't no GPS
Thats how I release my stress
While you pussies PMS
I tourcher beats
While you treat them like some chia pets
She looking back at me like
Daaammn
Ya he the best
She sucking hard like an open chest wound
Nothing but gloom
in my room with some
Tec9ne toons
Mix in with Hop
And I'm smoking to Dizzy
This shit is litty
Syllables bouncing
Like titties
Flow is wet like her kitty
God Damn
Im braking loose
Quick
Hang on from my noose
Either way
You snooze you loose
Now that is true
Because just now
Im finding out
There ain't to much pleasure up in this life
And its more about the sacrifice
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind of shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time i'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind off shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time I'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
Im pretty faded
Alcohol levels
They escalated
Any logical thoughts
They penetrated
Suffocated
Like my cadence to the beat
Or like what ima dooooo
When this bitch falls asleep
But I love her
She swoops me off my feet
She makes me stop and think
Plus she pays for when we eat
I swear its meant to be
But remember who you be
An animal
A freak
May I remind you of that one night who we went to go and see
Matter of fact
Her name would fall on beat
Whats the letter after d
Just go ahead and drink
Till you throw up in the sink
Now is this really me
They do say the apple don't fall to far from the tree
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind of shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time i'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I write to the beat to get my mind of shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time i'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind off shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time I'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
Ten G's raw wrapped
Make you fall back
All that
weed up in my system
Makes me
Call back
Like sorry I missed your call
I got super high last night
I meant to pass you a kite
Telling you I crashed my bike
I guess this is the part were I'm fired but
Thats all right
I'll just hit a lick instead
These muthafuckers really think that
They could stop my bread
You trynna stop a lion from getting fed
You'll end up red
And I ain't talking about no message
Like a young adolescences
With no progression in his sight
Just a studio mic
And the might
To fight
Even when there's no light
Outta spite
Grabs the pin
And starts to write
God damn what a life
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind of shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time i'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind off shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time I'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I set the pen to the pad
But I ain't no GPS
Thats how I release my stress
While you pussies PMS
I tourcher beats
While you treat them like some chia pets
She looking back at me like
Daaammn
Ya he the best
She sucking hard like an open chest wound
Nothing but gloom
in my room with some
Tec9ne toons
Mix in with Hop
And I'm smoking to Dizzy
This shit is litty
Syllables bouncing
Like titties
Flow is wet like her kitty
God Damn
Im braking loose
Quick
Hang on from my noose
Either way
You snooze you loose
Now that is true
Because just now
Im finding out
There ain't to much pleasure up in this life
And its more about the sacrifice
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind of shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time i'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind off shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time I'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
Im pretty faded
Alcohol levels
They escalated
Any logical thoughts
They penetrated
Suffocated
Like my cadence to the beat
Or like what ima dooooo
When this bitch falls asleep
But I love her
She swoops me off my feet
She makes me stop and think
Plus she pays for when we eat
I swear its meant to be
But remember who you be
An animal
A freak
May I remind you of that one night who we went to go and see
Matter of fact
Her name would fall on beat
Whats the letter after d
Just go ahead and drink
Till you throw up in the sink
Now is this really me
They do say the apple don't fall to far from the tree
I smoke this weed to get my mind off shit
I write to the beat to get my mind of shit
I pound this drink to get my mind off shit
You would think by the time i'm done my minds off shit but
Nawwww
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Writer(s): Alejandro Chávez
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