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young 3ast - tokyo clouds lyrics

[verse 1: young 3ast]
well first of all i’m just smoking weed
might pop a pill and i’ll drink some lean
still in my zone don’t fade me out
got all gold call me meowth(yea, yea, yea, yea)
my life is so sh-tty and yes i admit(and yes i admit)
my life is so sh-tty and yes i admit
f-ck that i am winning while counting my riches
3 b-tches, 2 n-ggas hi-five sh-t n-gga
hahahah(hi-five sh-t n-gga x2)
back the future she want some kush
don’t lie to me just say it uhh(uhh)
why you talking sh-t though we was cool
i’m magikarp i splash her loose(i splash her loose)
sometimes i wonder just how you feel
smoke a blunt with a n-gga and keep it trill( smoke a blunt with a n-gga and keep it trill)
smoke a blunt with a n-gga and keep it trill
don’t f-ck me over just be my chick
hate a n-gga like me hit and miss
you ignorant and just full of sh-t(full of sh-t)
quit talking ho and just get the d-ck(get the d-ck)
man f-ck these hoes man a n-gga need a wife
probably one that’s based and ah cook so right
whoop whoop, swag swag(whoop whoop, swag swag)
had to do it one time
call me rey mysterio b-tch 619
yes i am done so hate on me now
yo family is black and my family is proud
i’m so medicated i stay with that green
i never will make it so rap anit for me hey

[hook: young 3ast, louie kid]
i’m just smoking on a daily basis(uhh)
and it go a little something like
hit the weed
break it down
roll the b-tch
inhale
exhale
f-ck the hoes
smoke again
repeat
ayeee!!!
i’m just smoking on a daily basis(uhh)
and it go a little something like
hit the weed
break it down
roll the b-tch
inhale
exhale
f-ck the hoes
smoke again
repeat
ayeee!!!!!

[verse 2: young 3ast]
ayee i hate my life and i must admit
don’t hate my music if you talking sh-t
i’m high as f-ck and might shed a tear
get her p-ssy wet and make love foreal
don’t ever fall for these f-ckin’ hoes
you gotta pay to cross like a f-ckin’ troll
don’t think for a minute just take a second
if i gave you the phone would you just get the message
h-ll naw why da f-ck does she want me now
becuase a n-gga going in on these beats and wow
i’m so d-mn high and i’m in my zone
i search a gun and got google chrome
why the f-ck did you trya play me
our love it anit what it seems
but it’s cool a n-gga might trip
3 b-tches 1 double dip
f-ck the law and the government
smoke a blunt in ya face man f-ck the feds
smoke a blunt in ya face man(f-ck the feds)
i don’t even want love just weed instead
my pops told me ayee ya better keep it real
man f-ck the rap game a n-gga don’t wanna deal
pop pills man this sh-t real
i’m smoking so much that my brain made it real
my momma told me to keep it real
(my mommma told man keep it real)
gotta keep it real and don’t sign a deal
cuz if i do illuminati take my sk!lls(ha!)
don’t even have none so i gotta lie
tears fall through but her heart cries
man f-ck life and i said that
f-ck honeycomb i don’t beez in the trap(ayee!)

- young 3ast lyrics

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