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18andcounting – the weeds lyrics

starve of the giant who rely on you as vitamins
spark the wire
cue the choir
start the riot then
knee+deep stuck
you don’t need what he wants
the devil’s always been here
you’ll only get to meet him once

i pull up fast, brass monkey in a philip glass
motivation for nice guys who finish last
fill a flask when i’m broke but feeling middle class
smacking ass
peace out ma, it’s been a blast
you don’t even know the half but you don’t need to ask
my presence heavy like some furniture your knees collapse
ain’t trying to brag my n+gga i’m speaking facts
you ain’t but claim the future then you blatantly repeat the past
wherе i live every crib is a castlе
we don’t hassle with paying rent to an assh0l+
had it locked ’til we figured out the passcode
midwest grip equipped with heavy lassos
local legend on the porch with a torch and blunt
no comparison motivated and focused bruh
my occupation’s like conversations with coroners
smooth as f+ck rolling bumpin’ lorn on every corner
kiss the weeds the flowers may never return

brick crumbs in my lungs
spreading love coughing on hipster slums
it’s been fun. when this time gets done
see me sample the bell when that b+tch gets rung
call him 18, how could it be there’s only one of
the scale reads big enough to look good in front of
and getting bigger like mama before she birthed you
since a kid this nig been going in like curfew
mr. kerosene specialist
feeling well rested the eagle has crash landed
put on the pyrotechnics
obvious eccentric
live sh+t is electric
puts p+ssy on the guest list
saw me flex every facet from fall to summer
sleep was a tall number
was dancing on y’all’s slumber
they only sell tickets to see me levitate
calculate the dollars the damage is hard to estimate

kiss the weeds the flowers may never return

get to the good stuff
quit look at p+ssed off
thought you were riding the wave
pardon the mix up
i see you wishing for quicker pick ups
i see you drowning in sh+t that we’re in the mist of
who’s keeping count of all these talentless beings
the note wrote you bright like audio graffiti
heavy feelings but she hardly get to see me
when we meet i’m in them pipes like mario luigi poseidon with the trident
slightest with the grip
any ___ you see me with, cupid tried to hit
got these pixel breath intellects
all up in my grill everyday
every day that ends and day i’m trying to chill
who’s trying to build with a real ass human
black and white world with a stained glass view
the tightest to ever do
i suggest you
kiss the weeds the flowers may never return

- 18andcounting lyrics

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