It's a bad day, I'm just asking fate to meet me halfway
If my karma hittin me, it's mad late
And I jus got more problems, isn't that great
No it's not, ground it up and roll the pot
Days like this its hard to not Get mad baked
But roll on, keep it moving, speed stick
And leave quick
Learned the chick im messing with got me sick
Found out I got a flat, bills are due
And these kicks
Are fake as hell, and damn I'm hungry but we outta cheese its
Had to cancel my vacation cuZ of scheduling, ain't even get my money back
Tried to for the hell of it
End the call with yelling, Ain't it funny jack?
No it's not, ground it up and roll the pot
Drama stays unsettling
Buy from who is peddling the cognac
Peepin what the homies got
Then Drown my sorrows down up in a lowly spot
And I'm scratching itching got a bad rash
I backtrack, envision while I'm pissing down an alleyway
I'm drippin on my zipper, duckin cops like aflack
For indecent exposure
Public intoxication, they like he isn't sober...
I... curse and murmur, as I Chug the bottle
Swayin like its morning with a drunken wallow
Hoping for good luck tomoro
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It's a bad day, I'm just asking fate to meet me halfway
If my karma hittin me, it's mad late
And I jus got more problems, isn't that great
No it's not, ground it up and roll the pot
Days like this its hard to not Get mad baked
But roll on, keep it moving, speed stick
And leave quick
Learned the chick im messing with got me sick
Found out I got a flat, bills are due
And these kicks
Are fake as hell, and damn I'm hungry but we outta cheese its
Had to cancel my vacation cuZ of scheduling, ain't even get my money back
Tried to for the hell of it
End the call with yelling, Ain't it funny jack?
No it's not, ground it up and roll the pot
Drama stays unsettling
Buy from who is peddling the cognac
Peepin what the homies got
Then Drown my sorrows down up in a lowly spot
And I'm scratching itching got a bad rash
I backtrack, envision while I'm pissing down an alleyway
I'm drippin on my zipper, duckin cops like aflack
For indecent exposure
Public intoxication, they like he isn't sober...
I... curse and murmur, as I Chug the bottle
Swayin like its morning with a drunken wallow
Hoping for good luck tomoro
If my karma hittin me, it's mad late
And I jus got more problems, isn't that great
No it's not, ground it up and roll the pot
Days like this its hard to not Get mad baked
But roll on, keep it moving, speed stick
And leave quick
Learned the chick im messing with got me sick
Found out I got a flat, bills are due
And these kicks
Are fake as hell, and damn I'm hungry but we outta cheese its
Had to cancel my vacation cuZ of scheduling, ain't even get my money back
Tried to for the hell of it
End the call with yelling, Ain't it funny jack?
No it's not, ground it up and roll the pot
Drama stays unsettling
Buy from who is peddling the cognac
Peepin what the homies got
Then Drown my sorrows down up in a lowly spot
And I'm scratching itching got a bad rash
I backtrack, envision while I'm pissing down an alleyway
I'm drippin on my zipper, duckin cops like aflack
For indecent exposure
Public intoxication, they like he isn't sober...
I... curse and murmur, as I Chug the bottle
Swayin like its morning with a drunken wallow
Hoping for good luck tomoro
Writer: Often Spaced
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