Money & Weed

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[Intro: Giles Corey] There is no self to kill A city of gardens There is no self to kill [Verse: islurwhenitalk] Money and weed All these drugs I do gotta be bad for me Yeah, yeah, put it in a leaf Yeah, yeah, I smoke Christmas tree Yeah, in my Air Jordan 3s Yeah, I be smokin' purple leaves Yeah, I don't even wanna breathe, yeah, yeah And I'm rockin' fuckin' pink Truey jacket just to go with Truey jeans I'm off drugs, yeah, you know I'm a fiend Couple of Percs, yeah, pop a little bean Can't go broke, I don't know what that shit means DCs on my feet, I stay clean Money counter beep, yeah, I'm gettin' green Yeah, these niggas fake, yeah, these niggas green These niggas hate, but they wanna be like me This exotic weed, I got anxiety That's why I'm lighting, 'cause this weed a part of me These drugs exciting when they went inside of me Money and weed, that shit like one, two, three All these drugs that I do, man, they gotta be bad for me Yeah, and I'm smokin' on the best, yeah, I'm smokin' exotic weed These drugs want me to rest, yeah, I'm a drug fiend
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