I know they so mad, they could never love me
I’m too much for them, they ain’t got no money 
Feel like a Gucci bag, buy me if u want me
Hold me tight and hug me, protect me like the army 
I had to level up, new degree it’s funny
The more I smoke, the more I get done without it nothing 
And the sun is extra bright, makes my nose all runny 
Like me it’s running, we keep on running
Run Away from all the problems that are coming
Ask me if you’d be alive if you knew bout suffering
It’s just how it is ain’t no point is sulking 
Wake up and get money, even if it’s scummy 


Under a tree and im coding 
Feel like im Buddha when im floating
I can’t let go of this weed im holding
I can’t let go of the self im loathing

Tree (prod me)

Astris