Freestyle

You give em a taste of cannabis and they look at you like what’s this shit
You put a money sign on it
Then they smile
And spit in it
What should we do to stick together
Take every measure
Tattoo names on dry skin
You’ll never win
Wondering why blind men don’t give a fuck about the needy
They greedy
Can’t give a dime
So I can get some wine
Spend the night in warm bed
Forget my struggles
Before I get kicked out in the morning
It’s morning
What does the sun look like shining on you
Something new
Or an omen
Letting you know aint shit golden
So hold em
Let it breathe
Please
Don’t shit in life come free

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