Brounin - Chronic'le

Whys everybody tryna toke up
Represent how things get so rough
Pace yourself and let it flow
I don't think you stressed enough
Welcome to the smokers section tho
Lord knows I've been here before
Take your time fade into the fog
Let the shit rotate like a merry go

Post blaze all I see is blank faces
I don't really talk just weave and bop
Socials never been my forte
So I find me a corner where I lean and puff
Flashing lights and coloured smoke
Grab a drink or take a toke
Quite a night everyones on something
Stress it comes in different forms
Remedies come in different doses
Pick your poison take it slow
Many things kill without moderation
Set limitations on the way I roll
Wheels in motion everything seems surreal
Gods art never spoke to me though
Dumb it all down for my peace sake
Not at peace yet
But a piece of me needs that trope

Whys everybody tryna toke up
Represent how things get so rough
Pace yourself and let it flow
I don't think you stressed enough
Welcome to the smokers section tho
Lord knows I've been here before
Take your time fade into the fog
Let the shit rotate like a merry go

To the stars made for Mars
Food is in the crib well ugh I ain't cook it
Pull up guys no motive well try
Your baby I ain't seen her for a mile

Stop there roll up
Take time no rush
Been a while few months
Fade out can't fuss
Brounin no show
Lost in this smoke
No luck more stress
One draw now less

Written by:
Denis Osammor, Valentino Mokwenye

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