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Life is funny like that If it's not one thing it's the other You drop weed you start drinking more caffeine You drop drugs you start judging more Still sprinkling front leaf in a jay pape I ain't pray in so many days Probably why I been feeling flustered Baby girl's skin look like custard Took awhile but I'm starting to trust her Momma smile but I know she suffer Victim complex since a child Still love the smell of a black and mild That was Cleveland West Side Where Grandpa and Lex died Pops said they call that side Vietnam Brr brr brr Brrrrr Getting older so I'm asking questions (therapy sessions) Like Why did you and mom split forreal? How'd it feel when your dad was killed? Did you heal or are you hiding still? (Right) How's it feel to be the golden child? How your bones feeling that you older now? Did your heart drop when they said it was cancer? Looking for a yes but I knew the answer No 'Cause you not like us you got no fear Mm mm Of course you do You so damn logical you don't care Closer to God You know the human race is g-g-going nowhere Still sprinkling front leaf in the jay pape Cut my friends off so I could work I'm not a robot it kinda hurts You realize it's more give me give me Handouts Acting like it's gon' benefit me Don't offend me Hold your own leave me the fuck alone is how you standout That's my problem Always lend a helping hand out Hoping that you gon' reciprocate Or at least you gon' follow my lead while I demonstrate Y'all hard headed I'm hard headed Took me a minute to see I can't pick people who come from the places like me Expect you to change in a couple of weeks or even years It's egregious here (damn) So it's solitude until I find me much needed peers Little bit of discipline Open mind Honesty That would be nice Uh Front leaf in a jay pape It's all love boy don't get it twisted I ain't smoke yet hurry twist it (cough cough cough) That bitch hittin' Fronto leaf in a jay pape I think it's time for me to pray today Never ask to push the pain away 'Cause for every sunny one's a rainy day Nigga (fronto leaf in a jay pape) Yeah Still fronto leaf in a jay pape Right Fronto leaf in a jay pape
Writer(s): Julio Santana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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