J Minor - Kush Dreams

(U Need Tint 4 Dis Shit)
(Sometimes I zone out)
(I swear I think some of the craziest shit man)
It's like, the instrumental is my canvas
And my words, they the ink
It's like my music my diary
Know what i mean
But anyway
(Jay)
(Look)
Funky gas smell aroma got me spraying Glade
Childish ways but I'm blessed all my taxes paid
Grown man shit, they give a deaf ear
Pop shit and pop pills until they disappear
Kush and grapes, one hell of a combination
Growing up doing hard was an abomination
I was late for the home going of my Tee Tee
Still keep a burner close, my past still haunt me
Mary Jane got me paid, stayed away from Brittany
Tee Tee clean, been some years the same vice as Whitney
By any means necessary, that be the creed
Down to die about these chains LORD intercede
Sin expensive, she keep me on my square
Last year was fucking crazy living truth or dare
Still nervous every time I pass by that by that lake
Shot cuz 9 times, didn't view his body at the wake
(Uhhhhh)
Rest in peace Jermie Pittman
Jeffro
Rest in peace my nigga
You'll forever live in our mind and our hearts
Love and death,(I got tears in my eyes) the 2 most misunderstood forces know to man
(I'm thinking too much)
Because we dying to love
But death, is forever present
(Let that shit shit soak in)
(Jay)
7.62's in the clip, my life was the challenge
Removed fake friends then God gave me balance
No love lost, much love for No Malice
Embrace change ran the streets until my feet were calloused
E called $1,000,000 conversations
Niggas want to reap the fruit but failed participation
Traded your morals for attention now you wanna tell
Your homeboys in her inbox while you sitting up in a cell
Her eyebrows on fleek, she don't like em bushy
Dodged these niggas and the law, fell to the pussy
Kings fall from the throne blinded by fame and bitches
Seen niggaz lose they wife and children fucking with these snitches
Greatest lessons ever taught, were taught with love
Use that chapter as a lesson, it was what it was
No love lost, huh I wish you well
It ran its course, you were to fucking much like (...)
Damn
Damn, that was way too much
Way too much
It's like I'm thinking out loud
Nevermind...
(It's Jay)

Written by:
Larry Pittman, Quonsheryl Pittman

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