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letra de drown in smoke (breathe) - jun!or

(verse 1)

i live my life. only get once hope i did things right/
but this my life. who are you to say what’s wrong from right
right?!

look back do you see what i see?/
guess not. it’ll be what it be/
that’s the past. can’t relive. reminisce and laugh
that’s a reason to breathe/

huh what’s your motive?!/
please tell me what the f-ck your smoking/
or what your rollin on in the rave got problems for days pop bottles open
in da club n sh-t/

on the inside everybody hides.. i see it in their eyes/
it is all lies tho a pretty good disguise it isn’t quite enough for you to cover up the cries/
it’s ok.. i lock myself in the lab/
don’t help pat myself on the back/

you live and you die alone/
so i give them a dial tone/
woah flashback. had a talk alone with my soul said go where the cash at/
any cute girl.. smash that. never backtrack
since that day had a way with a backpack/

bought a fat sack. flip that. hit that, now i’m not coming down/
good job but i quit that.. f-ck that check if rather go dump a pound/
act cool when i come around. what do you say when i leave/
if you don’t say a word but listen to the diss sh-t you could say it to me. i won’t hear it tho

(hook 1)

im out of touch and my minds gone.. the pints gone. so i’m drowsy but my mics on/
the nights long so it’s cloudy. see i might fall but i doubt it. i will write songs all about it. all night long..
i drown in smoke
i puff p-ss and i’m up past my limit/
but i’m not finished /
roll up and hit it till you can’t breath
the nights long so it’s cloudy. see i might fall but i doubt it. i will write songs all about it. all night long..
i drown in smoke

(verse 2)

rest in peace…6 deep like eric g cause you couldn’t breath/
i can’t either so f-ck police got
thc

in my bloodline.. reason why i’m always thinking back about that one time/
chasing down my first high.. like every five minutes break a swisher down we boutta roll a blunt time/
f-ck time.. but it’s crunch time/

rather punch lines then to work in food truck lines /
when it’s lunch time. gotta munch mine/
no app for the hunger of my appet-te/
apple on the tree of life is something that i had to bite /
gladly right/

got no regrets. made a choice boy i ain’t getting no more checks/
till it comes from respect in this music/
everybody has it .. you just gotta use it/
getting hard to manage.. we still do it/
our planet.. is in ruin/
i don’t understand what the f-ck is up with you when
your focused on your balance reason why you seem to lose it
so confused

keep abusing all the power telling lies after lies/
so we will every hour praise the guy in the sky/
i keep my eyes on the prize.. ambition/
and my feet on the floor but my hands itching/

the d-mn mission. that’s the weed talking//
no man listens when it’s me talking/
right.. guess we evened up/
cause when they speaking up i don’t even bother//

haven seen my father in so long/
i don’t think about it rather smoke bomb /
i drink and vomit like he did/
blowing smoke bombs now i can’t see sh-t/

so i don’t respond with a loaded bong hide away in the shelter of a bunch of weed/
i’m over gone and i know i’m wrong so high the influence is under me..
what it’s come to be

(hook)

- junor

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