Ey 
Smokin dro 
And makin doe 
That’s all a mufucka know 
Comin off of fuckin drugin
Is like dying in a fuckin whole 

Still packin a pistol tho /
You Blowin the whistle bro ?
Watch ya 
body 
drop 
right down 
To the fuckin flo

We stay fuckin dreams up
But been mean bruh 
Shawty lil thirsty thang 
So my flow aquaphina

This won’t hit arenas 
But this will get subpoenas 
Down a pint of Hennessy 
Now it’s a new a season 

This that brand new posse shit /
I don’t even want a hit 
Why my life so devilish 
Every time I’m on this shit 
IM Drunk as fuck 
Float like a monk 
Smells like we disecting skunks
Now that’s just that fuckin loud 
That yokai back there rollin up 

That weed way load?
Fuck them 
neighbors mane.

On the nymbus cloud?
Yeah bro 
I’m on my way 

Blow a fuckin pound,
Right up in the face 

That’s my P.O at the front door /
Put the weed away 

I came from nickels and dimes too/ I think it was better to find food 
sink in my seat with no weight on my feet 
aye I’m drinking my liquor /unwind coo
I need what I have and then times two 
you know I ain’t ever got time to , 
celebrate nothing the line moves 
ima die smooth/ in a nice chair /  with a high view

whenever when I lose/ it’s just a exit i climb thru 
detail my name w new shine hue 
the hate get  the fient in a ice cube 
measuring mine / so I time you 
pressure make diamonds and high dudes 
who am I ever gon lie to ?
know ima win wanna die too

Die Slow Posse - My Lungs Hurt( What A Drag) prod. SamWell

GREY G.O.D.S / D.S posse
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