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letra de need 4 weed - jokesa

[hook: jokesa]
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)

(verse 1: jokesa)
had a sh-tty day, so i’m tryna fall back, relax
get real booted, you know just, block the track, snorlax
lay my body on the tracks, i’d care more about da snacks
you could run that sh-t back, n i’m still talkin’ facts
and we stay gettin’ booted, where i’m very well suited
nightmares comin’ too lucid, temptin’ me to f-ckin do it
there ain’t nothin’ else to it, f-ck it i might up n do it
there ain’t much to really lose, ‘cept payin’ all these dues so…
take a f-ckin’ rip, rip it till i f-ckin’ slip
like- an eternal lil coma, that’s one h-ll of a trip
chillin at my f-ckin crib, homie drillin’, smokin’ a cig
yeah, we gettin’ h-lla f-cked, b-tches must’ve gotten stuck-
so we drivin’ to their place, where the b-tches feelin’ safe
n i don’t believe in god, but for the weed i say my grace
and no we ain’t a saint, don’t claim to be a devil
reefer tryna make me faint, reachin’ up another level
so-
[hook: jokesa]
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)

(verse 2: jokesa)
burn the j to ash, cuz the junt would never last
through these packs h-lla fast, cuz the night we tryna pass
grindin’ up a lil reefer, this good will lead to a seizure
or maybe i need a breather, f-ck it- i can work with either
though i’m chillin’ wit some homies, half them b-tches even know me
n i’m thinkin’ they some phoneys, tryna phone me for some macaroni
and they want this money, which- i find kinda funny
cuz my wallet real lonely, wishin’ it had friends, if only b-tch-
why they comin’ to me, i got nothin’ left to give
only stressin’ n messin’ this a confession, hate the way i live
this no blessin’ its depressin’ weed protects me from the cliff
and- man i hate my shift, another call out make me sick
9-5 been all the time and got me tradin’ ones for dimes
got me runnin’ up some lines and i tell ‘em i’m doing fine
but- that sh-t don’t matter, please myself- to make it phatter
phat- blunts won’t make me sadder, it just make my mental stagger
so-
[hook: jokesa]
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)
i’m gon’ need some weed, a lil weed
yeah just a lil weed, a lil weed (yeah)

- jokesa

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