Black Runtz
Faded smoking lava, shrooms done hit me on a Thursday
Coping mechanism, well I think it's just the worst way
Shit, I gotta heal more
I'm longing what I feel for
Remember back in time when my mama had a stillborn
Slaving for these Nikes, I be cashing for a check
I use to fear death, but now that nigga in my set
So I'm use to this feeling, I don't even need the love shit
Killing me so softly, it's just you I seem to fuck with
Sit up with my flaws
Heal my wrist up with these gauze
Picking at my scabs, leaving me with rips & scars
How I'm dipping down the alley
And my pockets filled with maui
It's a clear day, but then my mind be feeling cloudy
Lucky charm bowl, let it sizzle when I pull
Damn my stomach kinda stuffed, my mind be never full
You a born christian
Man, you thinking god gonna never listen
It's just you, you missing
Seeking time, stay reminiscing
Stay getting high, just to fucking get your mind right
Is Vesta fine, while you asking is my rhyme tight
Never wonder about the matter
Empath getting sadder
How my sides looking slimmer while my pockets getting fatter
Scheming like a Rockefeller, Minute Maid for juice
I'm mixing it with vodka, how the fuck it fix my mood
Got a white tee on the block
I just think I need a shot
I think Steve gonna slide a drink, imma end up like a slob
Like does it even matter though
Think how about ending things up on a lighter note
She be asking me do you even love yourself
I just had to sit back and just think, I think I need some help
I be living
I be tripping
Dipping on these hoes
And I be asking are we heading to the valley down below
Need no black & mild
I'll just seek my inner child
Man I'm sorry I'm a deadbeat, haven't seen you in a while
But if the child could speak, why my dad don't be around me
Complexity of complexion, it astounds me
What to curse a generation
Living in a nation
Tryna mask it, while we made it
Brown sugar melanin, you hate it
I be faded, I be headed to the top
I'm stripping all this baggage, the bodega be my next stop
Coping mechanism, well I think it's just the worst way
Shit, I gotta heal more
I'm longing what I feel for
Remember back in time when my mama had a stillborn
Slaving for these Nikes, I be cashing for a check
I use to fear death, but now that nigga in my set
So I'm use to this feeling, I don't even need the love shit
Killing me so softly, it's just you I seem to fuck with
Sit up with my flaws
Heal my wrist up with these gauze
Picking at my scabs, leaving me with rips & scars
How I'm dipping down the alley
And my pockets filled with maui
It's a clear day, but then my mind be feeling cloudy
Lucky charm bowl, let it sizzle when I pull
Damn my stomach kinda stuffed, my mind be never full
You a born christian
Man, you thinking god gonna never listen
It's just you, you missing
Seeking time, stay reminiscing
Stay getting high, just to fucking get your mind right
Is Vesta fine, while you asking is my rhyme tight
Never wonder about the matter
Empath getting sadder
How my sides looking slimmer while my pockets getting fatter
Scheming like a Rockefeller, Minute Maid for juice
I'm mixing it with vodka, how the fuck it fix my mood
Got a white tee on the block
I just think I need a shot
I think Steve gonna slide a drink, imma end up like a slob
Like does it even matter though
Think how about ending things up on a lighter note
She be asking me do you even love yourself
I just had to sit back and just think, I think I need some help
I be living
I be tripping
Dipping on these hoes
And I be asking are we heading to the valley down below
Need no black & mild
I'll just seek my inner child
Man I'm sorry I'm a deadbeat, haven't seen you in a while
But if the child could speak, why my dad don't be around me
Complexity of complexion, it astounds me
What to curse a generation
Living in a nation
Tryna mask it, while we made it
Brown sugar melanin, you hate it
I be faded, I be headed to the top
I'm stripping all this baggage, the bodega be my next stop
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Writer(s): Dennis Ballew
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