NoPathOrAFuture

[verse 1]

vans under my feet wet for some weeks

i remember the times that we smoked on repeat

stupid for weeks in the silent cold streets

if you ever met me you know i hardly speak

back to the times when we where hungry for dope

didint have much so money we stole

mentally dead we just skated streets

weed we would burn while we burned in the heat

fifteen fuck the world wasent cooping

sixteen was left with no purpose

guess it was the time hopefully it is worth it

everything thing i earned it even if i stole it

did some things that i hope they never noticed

but fuck it i stay focused

lately feeling hopeless

bitch im cold call me mr freeze the reason i dont live with peace

 

drugs up in our hands never slanged rather smoke it

what you doing ive been doing since i was a jit

fuck im feeling so damn worthless (feeling so hopeless)

we kept to our selves hid in the shades with our stealth

smoking blunts and it helped