the juana

You know I don't act hard
Was raised in truth and poverty
And though my life's like cards
You've played the jokes right out of me
So tell me about these gars inside, your car
It's been a long month
Lets match The Juana
Cologne in case your mom comes

I know it's not my style, took me a while
Been through some things (let me explain)
After this Juana
With all the overthinking that I'm told
I'm known to do
I only try to see the worst and
Work it out of you
But damn the need to stress a little less
Just sounds too good

Let's match The Juana
Float away with me to wonderland
Ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Downing
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