Saint Plair - Brown Boy (V2)

Look
Ganja smokin, honey bourbon wood rollin
Love stroking, nigga tryna find his purpose
Stay searching for muses that will imperfect
Crown Peach for these leaches forever steady lurking
Steezy brown boy, can't fuck wit it
These days I'm numb to all the pain because I'm stuck with it
I see my brothers kill they brothers for the relevance or we get murdered by the system cuz our melanin
Lookin good now is bad timing
Searching for my image in the world got my momma crying
Tellin all my family that I'm cool knowing that I'm lying
Keep my dick in my dickies
Twins they stay with me
P and C smoking honey berry in the cherry
Camo cargos on me like military
Fitted in Saint P stitched in, you know what I'm wearing
Brown Boy with a death wish
Roll a game that's my exit
They fuckin with me for the leverage
Cut em off, I can't stand it
Mixin strains, indica with the pain
Smoke and sang, she say I'm on a different wave
She act insane, because I make her mornings rain
Say she love me but she know that I'm switching lanes
I'm not staying for the night
Always wanna fight
You know that I'm different baby, look me in my eyes
She want it again, I'm fuckin on her twice
Leave and then I roll another wood I'm taking flight
Diggin in her deep
Her head by her feet
I think(know) its the love that got her feeling me yeah
The music gettin easy
GOD He stay with me
Steady politicking with these ladies

Written by:
Preston Plair

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