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Xavier Taylor & Abbas

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314 shit baby let's go
Like Smino said Ferguson to Castro
Stare at my favorite star castor
Stayed puffin on raw gas, Castrol
Reminiscing on years spent with my darkest peers
If momma knew what we did it prolly bring her to tears
Weak soul, weaker spirit, weakest mind
But comfort in those times a little hard to find
Fallin' back to artificial rolled meditation
Worried 'bout rolling paper ruined by condensation
This ain't no helium high, these strains bring real elation
Apocalyptic high got me seein' these revelations
Had some bad homies used to take me to east side
Takin' weight from Comethazine, high rise
Then we'd rise, locked in on 'em zip ties
We was shackled by highs, still felt free to fly
Above the stratus, you check my status, test inconclusive
As time goes on, the feelin' becoming more elusive
Before I find more money, need me some new excuses
People ask what we do, I hit 'em with the deuces
Blowing smoke and allowance, chill late night drives
Thinkin' we'd be gassed up for the rest of our lives
Oh how time flies, lost in on 'em white lies
Shit had me hooked, overcomin' took me a few times
Booker in the sun, like a phoenix I rise
Out of the blunt ashes
Had a me couple crashes
Paid my dues like some taxes
Itchin' addiction rashes
Free to fly away, and smile while checkin' these cashes
Sellin' oregano promising real herbs to spoiled white kids living out in the suburbs
25 a bag, overpriced grams, now medical sells for 10 like hot damn
Maybe I should get back in the business, run it like fitness
Nah, God as my witness, I'm done and clean
Spit make this beat smell like Listerine
Itchin' my nose but it ain't cause of no histamines
Moved on to the medical strains from Colorado
Never fucked with laced shit from Haitian desperados
I heard that shit was so loud, they named that shit bravado
Got heavy weight to tow, bro came through with the Silverado
West County shenanigans, breaking shit paying the damages
Influence of the green, the cannabis
Had me some emotional challenges
Forgot to read some labels
Got fucked by additives
Tryna explain just had me some pain
Typa shit got me fucked in the brain
Couple grey matter cells gettin' slain
Nothing fucks with the vibe more than the rain
Getting busted had it flushed down the drain
Goddamn wasted some nice Mary jane
But paranoia had me goin' insane
Clean up my conscience detoxin' my veins
This heat sound like it straight out a jukebox
Ounces of buds been the new stocks
Brothers investin' in new Californian crops
Still on the market but run when the shit drops
Strength gifted, procured, time still passes by
Weight lifted, soul pure, feelin free to fly
Strength gifted, procured, time still passes by
Weight lifted, soul pure, feelin free to fly

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