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smiles the grinner - weed. juice. drank. lyrics

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in the commission you ask for permission to hit em, my coalition is cracking we just racking up pennies, i need the dividends and need my kin up out of the system, what would you recommend for n+ggas caught up in my position, it’s a predicament that n+ggas wanna talk but don’t live it, at the bar when they sippin, flexing gats in they picture, i don’t act for the business imma main act for the business, maniac spilling feelings instead of actually k!lling, crash land in two buildings, last to stand stand like bruce willis, grab a angela simmons off to havana and chilling, you steady bragging you trillest, n+gga you practically women, to busy bagging the millions to be distracted with n+ggas
that’s my, main on the left side
right side, that’s my n+gga nate with a ilok
all i know is imma get paid before i die
sign off, autograph a check, take a night off
i’m supplying rhymes n+ggas bite off
i’m bomb, i should write some lines about iran
n+ggas don’t like what i write on
nah n+ggas don’t like what i write on

(so i talk about that)
weed. juice. drank
it’s all you really want
weed. juice. and drank
its all a n+gga want

today, sober, cause yesterday had a hangover, drank more or less 8 orders of goldschlagger, forget about my shift in the morning to stock the office, but also lost every thought and feeling so not a problem, i’ll mix ciroq and gin, f+ck about about my oesophagus, in my apocalypse i’ be laughing through all of it, it’s all a bar to lift, no anabolic sh+t, then i’ll be x+ing the depression not embody it, origami sh+t, competition folds, professor moriarity, youll never see me holmes, steady stacking up my paper till i’m in sat up in a rolls, seven wraps i got there laying, wat you mean you ain’t gone roll?
work until the daylight
tryna get the words on the stage like a play write
i don’t know what up lately i don’t feel the same hype
i don’t know what up lately i don’t feel the same hype

(so i talk about that)
weed. juice. drank
it’s all you really want
weed. juice. and drank
its all a n+gga want

outro:

“ever hear of the ghastly grinner”

“uh, no.”

(evil laughter)



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