mfwaves - Coffee

Growing up, bro claiming thirteen, never thought it was that serious
As I got older I noticed more things that could made me believe he was MS
They talm bout waves , got other names, haters just call me a mf
And he scary but not noided, call that pussy careless
I'm off a gram on the fuckin gram
Dope wrapped in saran
And it's smelling like some coffee
Cause it just came out the can
My bro been tryna sell us coffee cause he just came out the can
And my shawty she a addict too, she eat me like a xan
New ways, hard times
New ways, new ways
Hard times, hard times
New ways
When I pick my path I try to walk the one that been less traveled on
25i, phenibut; psychonaut hipster
Blunt wraps and liquor so they know me at the store
She say she proud that I been drinking less, I said I'm popping more
So high on the couch, when I ash on the floor
It just float to the ceiling, gravity a feeling
But it's one I don't believe in just like everyone beneath me
In the clouds, feds want me dead like I'm ET

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mf waves

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