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You know it's crazy when the d** hit cha
You know it's crazy when the liquor hit cha
You know it's crazy when the vibes hit cha
You know it's crazy when life hit cha
[Verse 1]
It's a nice Tuesday afternoon feelin' trippy
Robot chicken moments on the couch in my slippies
Shoutout to them Urban Outfitter hippies
Double dose of life hit my lungs very hard
I work a nine to five, my aura is really gone
Start off with a bag of chips
And then I take a sh**
Cause I'm trapped in my mind
Off this trippy sh** n***a
It's all smiles when my n***as try to reunite
Cause deep inside I know we blazin' all night
Shoutout to Jay who keep it trill for a n***a
Red, White and Blue, Salute for Tommy Hilfiger
Biting my nails, No I can't find the Clippers
Lob to the sky, Cp3 To Blake Griffin
My inner core needs to find peace
Maybe I need a Netflix night with my niece (hey)
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[Verse 2]
Suicide consumes my mind all the time
It's hard to be happy with your soul in decline
I want to pave the way for those in need
Cause mama told me motherf**er you need to lead
Maybe she's right, I am loner in this world
Society has taken its toll, watch my MIND twirl
I sit in a room and talk to my best friend
He's the only one who doesn't judge me at the end
I don't ever have responses from my best friend
It's like he only listens, never puts his 2 cents in
I stare at him all the time
He probably hates the smoke I blow
But f** it, you never complained to me so let's move on
I got that dank that can get you high with the stars
Charleston dance on the moon, charleston chew bars
Maybe if I bark at the moon
Ozzy Osbourne may come to save me from my doom
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