Album Cover The Weeds

The Weeds

18andcounting

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Starve of the giant who rely on you as vitamins

Spark the wire

Cue the choirStart the riot then

Knee-deep stuck

You don′t need what he wants

The devil's always been here

You′ll only get to meet him once

I pull up fast, brass monkey in a Philip Glass

Motivation for nice guys who finish last

Fill A flask when I'm broke but feeling middle class

Smacking ass

Peace out ma, it's been a blast

You don′t even know the half but you don′t need to ask

My presence heavy like some furniture your knees collapse

Ain't trying to brag my nigga I′m speaking facts

You ain't but claim the future then you blatantly repeat the past

Where I live every crib is a castle

We don′t hassle with paying rent to an asshole

Had it locked 'til we figured out the passcode

Midwest grip equipped with heavy lassos

Local legend on the porch with a torch and blunt

No comparison motivated and focused bruh

My occupation′s like conversations with coroners

Smooth as fuck rolling bumpin' Lorn on every corner

Kiss the weeds the flowers may never return

Brick crumbs in my lungs

Spreading love coughing on hipster slums

It's been fun. When this time gets done

See me sample the bell when that bitch gets rung

Call him 18, How could it be there′s only one of

The scale reads big enough to look good in front of

And getting bigger like mama before she birthed you

Since a kid this nig been going in like curfew

Mr. kerosene specialist

Feeling well rested the eagle has crash landed

Put on the pyrotechnics

Obvious eccentric

Live shit is electric

Puts pussy on the guest list

Saw me flex every facet from Fall to Summer

Sleep was a tall number

Was dancing on y′all's slumber

They only sell tickets to see me levitate

Calculate the dollars the damage is hard to estimate

Kiss the weeds the flowers may never return

Get to the good stuff

Quit look at pissed off

Thought you were riding the wave

Pardon the mix up

I see you wishing for quicker pick ups

I see you drowning in shit that we′re in the mist of

Who's keeping count of all these talentless beings

The note wrote you bright like audio graffiti

Heavy feelings but she hardly get to see me

When we meet I′m in them pipes like Mario Luigi Poseidon with the trident

Slightest with the grip

Any ___ you see me with, Cupid tried to hit

Got these pixel breath intellects

All up in my grill everyday

Every day that ends and day I'm trying to chill

Who′s trying to build with a real ass human

Black and white world with a stained glass view

The tightest to ever do

I suggest you

Kiss the weeds the flowers may never return

Lagu lain oleh 18andcounting