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Itchin' to spend it way more than I should to get it
I ain't never gon' stop callin' phones, yeah
Askin' for dope or a loan, yeah
Wish I can just whip the chrome and replenish every single cent that I owe ya
But shit I just rather get stoned, yeah
Smoke 'till I get to Estonia
Unscripted but nothing was ever different
Wallet fat enough for the next three days
Spending it faster than DJ's
On the weekend, drop me off at my place, start the weed blaze
Got me gritty and trippy, then sleepy
Floor ground, my saliva still wet like I brought pounds of some beef to a dog pound
Or the streets that we flood with assault rounds
Guess I came from the wrong town
Still it's...
Latched to my mind
Seem like every day I'm wasting my time
Glad today's the day I'm catching a dime
Living' day by day, I think I'll be fine
I think I'll be fine
Latched to my mind
Seem like every day I'm wasting my time
Glad today's the day I'm catching a dime
Living' day by day, I think I'll be fine
On track, but I feel like I've been steering from the right direction
Not the type to flex, but still I feel no pressure
Slight corrections what I needed but I need whole lectures
Just to get me to control my stress
Could give a fuck no less about the way I dress
But lemme feel that texture
Tired of tellin' mama I forgot to text her
Got me thinking that I shouldn't have left her
Shit, I just can't catch my breath
Mute the phone and I'm gone when it's past noon
Then I'm out to get my cake and eat it fast too
Grip the pistol while finish up the last few
'Cause my idols tellin' me that cash rules everything around you
Go ahead, homie, play your wisdom
Gain more listeners
And your shit goes crystal, and your hood gets blissful
But the only they keepin' is the same old system, with the same old victims
Latched to my mind
Seem like every day I'm wasting my time
Glad today's the day I'm catching a dime
Living' day by day, I think I'll be fine
I think I'll be fine
Latched to my mind
Seem like every day I'm wasting my time
Glad today's the day I'm catching a dime
Living' day by day, I think I'll be fine
Latched to you, I'm fast for you, no, no
First of months can't help but drool no more
Laughing all the way back from the bank
But I can't resist to choose the loop, oh, no
Latched to you, I'll blast for you, no, no
Just for food I have to stoop so low
Ball for nights it's like I start the fights
but I can't resist to lose and prove my roots right
Alright
I'm outright latched to you I'm fast for you
This passionfruit gon' make me lose my cool
I'm latched to you I'm fast for you
I'll blast for you, don't make me lose my cool
Don't make me lose my cool
Latched to my mind
Seem like every day I'm wasting my time
Glad today's the day I'm catching a dime
Living' day by day, I think I'll be fine
I think I'll be fine
Latched to my mind
Seem like every day I'm wasting my time
Glad today's the day I'm catching a dime
Living' day by day, I think I'll be fine
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