7 A.M.

It's damn near sunrise
There's smoke in my eyes
I'm tryna get you to call me back
It's no surprise
I get no replies
Then you get mad, say "she ain't all of that"

I'm mixing strains and it's 7 a.m
This indica got me leanin'
I'm late for work and I'm 'bout to call in
Just tryna come up with the reason
If you don't hit me, then I'm calling your friend
'Cause I notice how she peepin'
This sativa got me talking silly
So if I say it, don't believe it

Unless you're my boss 'cause
I'm really sick today

I talked to my doctor she told me to light up another spliff and lay
Back and relax
Keep stacking these tracks
So I'ma do just that be back mañana
Blow on the tree til I'm reaching nirvana
Te veré la próxima semana
Ha-Ha-Hakuna Matata
I'm in no hurry
I got no worries
Hit after hit til my vision is blurry
Kicking this shit til my sneakers are dirty

It's damn near sunrise
There's smoke in my eyes
And I'm tryna get you to call me back
It's no surprise
I get no replies
Then you get mad, say "she ain't all of that"

I'm mixing strains and it's 7 a.m
This indica got me leanin'
I'm late for work and I'm 'bout to call in
Just tryna come up with the reason
If you don't hit me, then I'm calling your friend
'Cause I notice how she peepin'
This sativa got me talking silly
So if I say it, don't believe it

Unless I tell you that I'm only thinking 'bout you
No need to be doubtful
Every single ounce true
I'm all the way in
No exit plan
You're like the second hand
You're always moving through time
Wish that I could slow it down
You know I'd glue it to mine

But I just looked at the clock and...
I'm mixing strains and it's 7 a.m



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Writer(s): Dillion Mccown
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