| I got a blunt, who got a flame
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| Send an umbrella we sick of the rain
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| Bring me a pill, sick of the pain
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| Send me an angel or something I’m sayin'
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| Prepare for the worst, it’s due any day
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| It’s too many voices to hear what sayin'
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| I got a blunt, who got a flame
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| Send me an angel, the devil at bay
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| I’m coming down off different drugs
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| Skip to the fuck and no kisses and hugs
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| Missed me much I’m not into love
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| If it’s fake as fuck you don’t mention me much
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| I’m in Dangerous places all by my lonely
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| 5 o’clock zoning tryna stop rolling
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| I keep keys and ounces I’m holding
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| Get it off cheap, I’m out here unloading
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| Someone should’ve told you act like you know it
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| I make believe since I had watched bogus
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| As I grow older I can see fake
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| And I can see clear it’s all smoke and mirrors
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| I keep fear from off of my conscious now
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| I think clear as crystals and mirrors
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| I keep weed in ounces I’m holding high
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| I’m so loaded tryna stop smoking
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| I got a blunt, who got a flame
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| Send an umbrella we sick of the rain
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| Bring me a pill, sick of the pain
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| Send me an angel or something I’m sayin'
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| Prepare for the worst, it’s due any day
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| It’s too many voices to hear what sayin'
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| I got a blunt, who got a flame
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| Send me an angel, the devil at bay
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| I coming down on different drugs
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| The bitch in Trump trying to distance us
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| Lift me up, we need pick me ups
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| It’s too much to care, I can’t give 3 fucks
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| Yuh, I make believe since I had watched bogus
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| One perfect word describing our POTUS
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| I keep keys and ounces I’m holding
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| I’m knee deep in hell but I’m rolling
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| Internet beef, I’m trying not to focus
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| Scared ass niggas, I’m tryna stop trolling
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| Manifest dreams, I’m trying to make gold
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| Mind craft shit, my third eye is open
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| I pray for peace since so life is not stolen
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| They play for keeps so I got to go in
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| I walk the streets at night dro smoking
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| 5 in the morning tryna stop rolling
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| I got a blunt, who got a flame
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| Send an umbrella we sick of the rain
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| Bring me a pill, sick of the pain
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| Send me an angel or something I’m sayin'
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| Prepare for the worst, it’s due any day
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| It’s too many voices to hear what sayin'
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| I got a blunt, who got a flame
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| Send me an angel, the devil at bay |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sativa Song (Blunt Wraps) , by - Chuuwee. Song from the album Purgator, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп