TRYPTAMINE

We not selling crack staying pure got the Tryptamine
Never catch a cab in Uber we be Poppin beans
Gotta pay the tax ya that's cruel I ain't no sheep
Learn from the past I stay
I stay smoking weed
I'm on google maps like I been on some speed
We stay counting cheese
Budget for saline
It's spring we got the green
New season we rolling leaf
Turn it up
Turn it up yeah I'm high
This joint got some keef

Truth is hard
Say it to my face
Living the dream
No time to play games

Fashion designer don't care bout the names
Take my drugs with no shame
Hangout with god does that make me a saint
I saw a demon
Some days it rains
All of the good doesn't come without pain

At the right time
Never act go insane
Reward myself
Fucking win the game
Fuck complain
Left that X on read
X rated

We not selling crack staying pure got the Tryptamine
Never catch a cab in Uber know we be Poppin beans
Gotta pay the tax ya that's cruel I ain't no sheep
Learn from the past I stay rollin
I stay smoking weed

I'm on google maps like I been on some speed
We stay counting cheese
Budget for saline
It's spring we got the green
New season we rolling leaf
Turn it up
Turn it up, yeah I'm high
This joint got some keef

Eat desert before dinner
Not the runt of the liter
Reward at the end
Hard work I'm a sinner
Hands in the mud no time to consider

Gotta breathe no filter
Heart on her sleeve
No zipper

Gas and the drank they pair well with the beans
Thanking my momma I'm off of the lean
Remember that time I tried I was a teen
Doing hard drugs no place for a teen

Dreams Two
Bringing us up



Credits
Writer(s): Jackson Shriver
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