LostBoyBam - Ease My Mind

I smoke my weed for me to ease my mind Can't believe these niggas be hatin
I smoke my weed for me to ease my I can't believe these niggas be hatin' it bad
like that, man I smoke my weed for me to ease my mind
Nigga dont really wanna see me shine I count this money all day its mine

On the block sellin' nickels I was sellin' them dimes
And the bitch hit me up talkin' bout she wanna come through
Every time she come through she have a good time
And I save my money for the hard times I don't really want no hard times

Nigga like me can't sit on my ass I get off my ass I get to the grind
Nigga you know I can't waste no time Life don't stop, nigga time keep flyin
Ain't gon' lie, like I said, she mine But then again I don't even know she mine
I don't got the time for me to be in love, no lie

Love don't pay my bills, you know I ain't lyin
You the main reason why I gotta stay high
Ain't gon' lie, I wish I could fly
Fly away, fly away like a bird be in the sky

I don't know who to call right now, I'm losin' my mind
Don't ever think a nigga weak, don't ever think that because I'm kind
Nigga don't ever try to take what's mine, nigga you dyin
And if I'm lyin', nigga I'm flying

If I'm lyin', nigga I'm flying
I smoke my weed, smoke my weed
I smoke my weed,
I smoke my weed, uh

I hit my weed for me to ease my mind
I hit my weed, uh
I smoke my weed for me to ease my mind
Don't come fuckin' with me

Don't come fuckin' with me while I'm tryin' to ease my mind
I hit the weed
Nigga, ease your mind
Smoke the weed, hit the blood

Nigga, ease your mind
Eat the weed
Uh, to ease my mind
Smoke my weed

Don't come fuckin' with me
Don't blow my high
Don't blow my high
No, no, no

Don't blow my high
Mm, mm, mm
Don't blow my high
No, no

Don't kill my vibe
Don't kill my vibe
Don't blow my high
No, so much real talk, money be on my mind

Yeah, that bitch, she fine
But like I said
I don't know if she mine
I don't really give a fuck if she not mine

If I can make that money in 30 minutes
Then why the fuck do I need 9 to 5
Fuck a 9 to 5

Fuck that
I did much of that shit
I ain't finna be wastin' my time
I need fast money

I need it right now, no lie
Shut up, bitch
This is my mama
Smokin' this weed

I don't give a fuck this bitch a roach
But smokin' I don't love it

Written by:
Brandon Lang

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