Buried

And you almost blew my high
Why would you want to do that?
Had to roll another one up just to get the mood back
I ain't worried when I'm out cause this'll make you move back
She so bad they like who is that
She like take me home and break my back
Take my soul can't take my cash
I'm numbing my feelings and rolling the gas
I'm coming in first I give it my last
I give you my all but it didn't last yeah

Thanking God cause I'm better than my last year
All these flavors give me super powers I got no fear
Gave you my last words and dropped you off like its a note there
You know I just make my own rules I don't play fair
She like why you always on them games like the State Fair
I just need that plate with shrimp and lobster with the steak here
I had told that girl like drizzy I had told her take care
Take it how you want to take it tell me we can take it there
She like just pick a place and you can take me there
I'm trying to hit the stage and make them pay me there
I been on the run girl I ain't staying here
I just roll more problems put em in the air
I feel just like herb because I never cared
Her nigga hating on me but he can't compare
Got my own woods and my own weed you know I stay prepared
She like why you take that pistol with you everywhere?
She like why the fuck they starting to know you everywhere?
Why she always acting mushy like its February?
Her hair red like cherry I roll up the cherry
Let a nigga try me pop a pussy like a cherry
I probably roll him up in bourbons I don't like the berry
They always wondering where I'm at I'm feeling like I'm Perry
Pop a addy say a prayer for my adversary
She like they don't stand a chance they just getting buried



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Writer(s): Timothy Bankston Jr
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