Smoked Out

(Sick of, sick of, sick of)
Sick of rappin' bout shit that make no sense
Sick of makin' promises that won't leave no ends
Imma leave astonished while i'm riding in the benz
I got no friends, but i'm still sitting and i'm making bands
And i got these hands, yet i'm claiming all this land
In this land rover, feelin' colder, sadly feelin' sober
More like hannibal, i'm going crazy, animal
I load a bowl, reloadable
Pass it back and it's still full

It's still full (ya ya ya)
Pass it back and it's still full
Pass it back (pass it back)
Pass it back, it's still full
Pass it back, it's still full
(In my mind) in my
In my, in my, in my, in my, in my mind

In my mind i feel like i have no soul
Yeah it's such a grow, instead i'd rather flow
Keep em goin' till i can't breathe no more
Let me feel slumped while i'm feelin' low
Feelin' low
Smoked out



Credits
Writer(s): Astral God
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