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How Much Is Weed? letra


Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell ya how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down
Don't look down

Friends and family took the alley to Miami
Got caught up and now my baby's got no daddy, can you send me something?
I can't do all of this shouting on an empty stomach
I can't find myself no balance in this emptiness
By long way down, she meant the hole I dug myself
I can't keep control of myself, sometimes I just don't know my— (fuck that shit)
My bitch, she bad, dawg, it's all in my head
Mama told me: Don't be shy, Seno said: Let's get this, watch how fast I switch this
What up to Gibs and Stunna Man
Watch my brother 'nem while you can, ayy
Shut up, them boys ain't coming outside
While I'm outside doing my dance

And I might juk (and juk), and juk (and juk), and juk
(And juk), and juk

And y'all remember when I couldn't make ends?
Then I made Ms and that shit made sense

I be looking through the
Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell ya how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down
Don't look down

Friends and family never cared about the Grammys
Till I grew up out the hand-me-downs and bought the family house
I be looking through the photo album, you remember all the good old days?
K Swiss and polo down
And Mama had to put a down payment by herself, and ain't nobody even tried to help
She went to jail, and shit went left, and I was left
I did my best, I needed rest, I got arrested
Everybody looking at me like I'm not invested
Bitch, you know how hard I was stressing?
Please, don't call me with weekend plans
I'm rippin' out all my hair
And bitch, I don't even dance
But sometimes I like to

(Juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk)
(I like to juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk)
I like to juk, juk, juk, j-juk, juk, juk, j-juk (juk and juk, and juk and juk, and juk and)
Juk, juk, juk, j-juk, juk, juk, j-juk (juk and juk, and juk and juk)

I be looking through the
Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell ya how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down
Don't look down

Dominic Fike - Letras

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