Filter Out the Noise

I got a lot of problems
I'm still trynna figure out
I'm twenty four years old
And the world seems bigger now
Ganja visits often and
I hardly do the coughing
My lungs are scorched
Maybe I fell down the course
I just wanna lay here
I don't need to talk to nobody
They don't listen anyways
Hyper focused on the party
Fix yourself a white line
Cause I rather write mine
Guess you're out of your right mind
Peace and it's like wise
Filter out the noise
So I can hear my voice clearly
Thinking about memories
And I miss them dearly
Before all the stress I feel
Before "keeping it real"
Before money meant respect
Before dreaming of a deal



Credits
Writer(s): Jesus Sandoval
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