Fire Weed
• Written by LPJ
LPJ's Notes
The song isn't done yet, I just have verse and a chorus but I thought I'd just keep it up while I'm working on it so I can get feedback.
I'm broker than the homeless cause I spent my cash on blow,
Smoked my stash and now I'm dopeless but at least I got my flow,
I'm selling pills and slinging grass because I make it on the low,
But everytime I get that cashflow man I spend it on that dope
I carry fire in my pocket but I spit it in my free time,
Break this shit down on the daily like an enzyme then I rewind,
Hear my hot line bling from these bitches flooding on the pipeline,*
Put my name up on an album but I'll leave yours in the byline.
I got OG Lemon Larry living large giving it free,
Cause the shit you think is dank is just average to me,
I'm selling bags to hoes I see at school and they would all agree,
But if I'm caught selling these trees and keys I'm gonna have to plea.
Man I'm borderline retarded, but a selling mastermind.
My eyes are redder than the devil cause I'm looking fucking fried
People saying weed is bad, I'm yelling out "That shit's a lie!"
And if they try and say some shit back well they gonna have to die.
I been rapping for years, but selling for more on top,
I got people coming to me cause what they want I got,
I've had shit from different countries and different pills to pop,
But it's mostly just this fire weed that yall want to cop.
I been rapping for years, but selling for more on top,
I got people coming to me cause what they want I got,
I've had shit from different countries and different pills to pop,
With just a matter of time left until I get popped.
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LPJ
Member since March 25 2014