Big Crease - Stuck in My Ways

I'm stuck in my ways each day it rains im stuck in my ways
I'm close to my grave I'm stuck in my ways i crumble like lays
I'm stuck in my ways still throwing up as

The homies they out here they catching them fades haze up the room
As if it was sage what do i to do stuck in my ways lots of smoke
Stuck in a gaze depression this isn't a phase
I wanna stay in the palisades right next to venice all the crimes we did
Where did it get us stuck in the hood with burgers n lettuce
The popos are on us and no there not honest
They catch us were goners greened out like ranas
I'm fighting I'm grinding destiny deciding pull up on me
You know I'm riding aint scared of dying been had my momma crying
So you know I aint lying I've been death defying i shouldn't be here
But yet I'm smiling grinning n cheesing going crazy all season
Im praying to jesus please dont ever leave us
So full of grievance drowning in the deep end so hard to keep breathing

Written by:
Ernesto Corral

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