Floating through these trees, I'm smoking so I can get high again
I don't ever need it, no bitch, because they gone lie again
If a nigga say he want the smoke, we got the shottas
No, I ain't been the same since they said that nigga shot you
Yeah, I feel like I'm a falling star
Stay the course know who you are
Never knew I would make it far
Switch on blick you won't get too far
Yeah, I always played my part
Shit had left me broken but when I make these songs it feel like art
Yeah I can make these songs, but when it's time to talk don't know where to start
Proud I never changed bro's
Yeah, I miss my brother thinking bout them days we exchanged clothes
My nigga in the kitchen he said when you whip it have that angle
Tryna make my run they aiming rocks right at my ankles
Floating through these trees, I'm smoking so I can get high again
His bitch right on her knees, she suck it till it's tiring
He ain't clocking in no job, but when it's time to work, they firing
I grew up in the trenches, I blame my trauma on my environment
Spinned his block they left him dead,
I was taught don't talk to feds
I came up listening to Thotiana and Braining me like Rico said
Can't forget that Rico story, F*ck these these hoes these bitches whori
I stopped trusting bitches, they be real pretty, but they act like Lori
Floating through these trees, I'm smoking so I can get high again
I don't ever need it, no bitch, because they gone lie again
If a nigga say he want the smoke, we got the shottas
No, I ain't been the same since they said that nigga shot you
Yeah, I feel like I'm a falling star
Stay the course know who you are
Never knew I would make it far
Switch on blick you won't get too far
Yeah, I always played my part
Shit had left me broken but when I make these songs it feel like art
Yeah I can make these songs, but when it's time to talk don't know where to start
Proud I never changed bro's
Yeah, I miss my brother thinking bout them days we exchanged clothes
My nigga in the kitchen he said when you whip it have that angle
Tryna make my run they aiming rocks right at my ankles
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Floating through these trees, I'm smoking so I can get high again
I don't ever need it, no bitch, because they gone lie again
If a nigga say he want the smoke, we got the shottas
No, I ain't been the same since they said that nigga shot you
Yeah, I feel like I'm a falling star
Stay the course know who you are
Never knew I would make it far
Switch on blick you won't get too far
Yeah, I always played my part
Shit had left me broken but when I make these songs it feel like art
Yeah I can make these songs, but when it's time to talk don't know where to start
Proud I never changed bro's
Yeah, I miss my brother thinking bout them days we exchanged clothes
My nigga in the kitchen he said when you whip it have that angle
Tryna make my run they aiming rocks right at my ankles
Floating through these trees, I'm smoking so I can get high again
His bitch right on her knees, she suck it till it's tiring
He ain't clocking in no job, but when it's time to work, they firing
I grew up in the trenches, I blame my trauma on my environment
Spinned his block they left him dead,
I was taught don't talk to feds
I came up listening to Thotiana and Braining me like Rico said
Can't forget that Rico story, F*ck these these hoes these bitches whori
I stopped trusting bitches, they be real pretty, but they act like Lori
Floating through these trees, I'm smoking so I can get high again
I don't ever need it, no bitch, because they gone lie again
If a nigga say he want the smoke, we got the shottas
No, I ain't been the same since they said that nigga shot you
Yeah, I feel like I'm a falling star
Stay the course know who you are
Never knew I would make it far
Switch on blick you won't get too far
Yeah, I always played my part
Shit had left me broken but when I make these songs it feel like art
Yeah I can make these songs, but when it's time to talk don't know where to start
Proud I never changed bro's
Yeah, I miss my brother thinking bout them days we exchanged clothes
My nigga in the kitchen he said when you whip it have that angle
Tryna make my run they aiming rocks right at my ankles
I don't ever need it, no bitch, because they gone lie again
If a nigga say he want the smoke, we got the shottas
No, I ain't been the same since they said that nigga shot you
Yeah, I feel like I'm a falling star
Stay the course know who you are
Never knew I would make it far
Switch on blick you won't get too far
Yeah, I always played my part
Shit had left me broken but when I make these songs it feel like art
Yeah I can make these songs, but when it's time to talk don't know where to start
Proud I never changed bro's
Yeah, I miss my brother thinking bout them days we exchanged clothes
My nigga in the kitchen he said when you whip it have that angle
Tryna make my run they aiming rocks right at my ankles
Floating through these trees, I'm smoking so I can get high again
His bitch right on her knees, she suck it till it's tiring
He ain't clocking in no job, but when it's time to work, they firing
I grew up in the trenches, I blame my trauma on my environment
Spinned his block they left him dead,
I was taught don't talk to feds
I came up listening to Thotiana and Braining me like Rico said
Can't forget that Rico story, F*ck these these hoes these bitches whori
I stopped trusting bitches, they be real pretty, but they act like Lori
Floating through these trees, I'm smoking so I can get high again
I don't ever need it, no bitch, because they gone lie again
If a nigga say he want the smoke, we got the shottas
No, I ain't been the same since they said that nigga shot you
Yeah, I feel like I'm a falling star
Stay the course know who you are
Never knew I would make it far
Switch on blick you won't get too far
Yeah, I always played my part
Shit had left me broken but when I make these songs it feel like art
Yeah I can make these songs, but when it's time to talk don't know where to start
Proud I never changed bro's
Yeah, I miss my brother thinking bout them days we exchanged clothes
My nigga in the kitchen he said when you whip it have that angle
Tryna make my run they aiming rocks right at my ankles
Writer: Malachi Harris
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