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Day in the life of a broke stoner |
Smoked weed by the tree at 8 But the burn wouldnt stay cuz the wind was too great Walked down to find a better place But I tripped on a rock and the bud fell off So at least I still have a little bit But too small for a J and it's only two hits Breath it down in one inhale But the wind is too cold so my high goes stale And I got one smoke in my pack But im all out of cash so that will be that Later on get spotted on the blunt They say its synthetic but i already hit it So my heart starts beating out the chest Holy shio im gonna die it is really my time So I force my friend to hang out Im really fucking scared you just gotta stay here So i swear off the spice for life But i said it 5 times since the first I tried Then the girl with the car hits me up She said iI gotta fat sack and i said id get ya back So we ride out the valley in the night The stars are bright with the yellow moonlight And the bud hits my lungs like a knife My body goes liquid and the colors get ripe And i really wanted to make a move But the sativa got me shaken and i aint that smooth It probably would of made things strange Later found out that she was down now she thinks im gay Drops me off at my friends at 9 Surprise me with a blunt and a fat fucking dime So my mind shoots through the sky I was mad before and i dont know why And he pulls out a line and the girls stop by Brought shit tons of liquor and we all get a try My bud rips me off a piece ill get him backk next week And i really thought today was a gonner I guess life just has a soft spot for a stoner. |