Close my eyes I see
Balconies, smoking cheese
Overlook the pine trees
I sigh the sky breathes
On the breeze
I Smell my weed
Make me float like porky-P
Staying focused on my dreams
So maybe I can find some peace
And some sleep
Instead I creep
Feeling like I'm 5 degrees
R.I.P lil peep
I'm always staring at my feet
Sad beats in my ear
Just Walking down the street
I'm cold but you can feel the heat
What's it like in AZ
Dope if you like it real lonely
Only got a couple homies
And we roll up bomb trees
You want drugs they at arms reach
No beach when you walkin next to me
Just the streets they talk
And no ones ever listening
So we scream it in this rap
And you just call it entertainment
Tell me what is entertaining about mother's in they laments
Over sons bodies on the pavement
Distant shots poppin like bacon
While you fakin
Sold some weed now you thinkin
You trap, quit playin
Quit playing
You're no thug
You idolize the life of guns drugs
But you don't know what it does
To the people that live it
And you wonder why you don't fit here like a fitted
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Close my eyes I see
Balconies, smoking cheese
Overlook the pine trees
I sigh the sky breathes
On the breeze
I Smell my weed
Make me float like porky-P
Staying focused on my dreams
So maybe I can find some peace
And some sleep
Instead I creep
Feeling like I'm 5 degrees
R.I.P lil peep
I'm always staring at my feet
Sad beats in my ear
Just Walking down the street
I'm cold but you can feel the heat
What's it like in AZ
Dope if you like it real lonely
Only got a couple homies
And we roll up bomb trees
You want drugs they at arms reach
No beach when you walkin next to me
Just the streets they talk
And no ones ever listening
So we scream it in this rap
And you just call it entertainment
Tell me what is entertaining about mother's in they laments
Over sons bodies on the pavement
Distant shots poppin like bacon
While you fakin
Sold some weed now you thinkin
You trap, quit playin
Quit playing
You're no thug
You idolize the life of guns drugs
But you don't know what it does
To the people that live it
And you wonder why you don't fit here like a fitted
Balconies, smoking cheese
Overlook the pine trees
I sigh the sky breathes
On the breeze
I Smell my weed
Make me float like porky-P
Staying focused on my dreams
So maybe I can find some peace
And some sleep
Instead I creep
Feeling like I'm 5 degrees
R.I.P lil peep
I'm always staring at my feet
Sad beats in my ear
Just Walking down the street
I'm cold but you can feel the heat
What's it like in AZ
Dope if you like it real lonely
Only got a couple homies
And we roll up bomb trees
You want drugs they at arms reach
No beach when you walkin next to me
Just the streets they talk
And no ones ever listening
So we scream it in this rap
And you just call it entertainment
Tell me what is entertaining about mother's in they laments
Over sons bodies on the pavement
Distant shots poppin like bacon
While you fakin
Sold some weed now you thinkin
You trap, quit playin
Quit playing
You're no thug
You idolize the life of guns drugs
But you don't know what it does
To the people that live it
And you wonder why you don't fit here like a fitted
Writer: Dylon Kelly
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