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Liquor And Weed

 

Liquor And Weed

(album: Blue Moon - 2023)


(Ayo, Rod)
It's a new moon
(MONEY JEZU$)
Yeah

Mix the liquor with a little weed
Thinking everybody after me
I'm forcing what's not mean to be
Plenty tears, it make up plenty sheets
I could pop a pill, so it could help me sleep
Taking care of the fam' while I'm losing me
And, I'm losing friends, they don't understand this life
They just go and switch sides
Turn to enemies

And, you know I put that work in
Niggas try to take that from me, no, I earned it
I done went and spent a hundred racks on purses
Been getting so much money, it make me nervous
Quick to cut 'em off if they a burden
When my ex call, I'm losing service (Yeah)
Love the way them tables turn, they just keep turning (Yeah)
I'm a dawg up in this shit, I'm just like Courage (Yeah)
Get out the game, baby, it's a murder
He texting me, I know he got a bitch, guess he don't love her
'Cause he too busy in this pussy, said it's just like butter
And, when I throw it back, look in his eyes, he throw them ones up

Mix the liquor with a little weed
Thinking everybody after me
I'm forcing what's not mean to be
Plenty tears, it make up plenty sheets
I could pop a pill, so it could help me sleep (Mhm)
Taking care of the fam' while I'm losing me
And, I'm losing friends, they don't understand this life
They just go and switch sides
Turn to enemies

Yeah, all these scares covered up with makeup, yeah
It's sometimes I hate being famous (Uu-huh), yeah
All this pain turned me to who I am
Bitches mad 'cause I know who I am
Know a couple niggas owe me money on my shit-list
Yeah, Margiela on my ass, turn around and tell 'em, "Kiss this"
Kenzo off the runway, they like how I'm looking in it
And you fucking with a star, black cars, no lens

Mix the liquor with a little weed
Thinking everybody after me
I'm forcing what's not mean to be
Plenty tears, it make up plenty sheets
I could pop a pill, so it could help me sleep (Help me sleep)
Taking care of the fam' while I'm losing me
And, I'm losing friends, they don't understand this life
They just go and switch sides
Turn to enemies

This a blue moon
This a blue moon, yeah, yeah
Yeah

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