Brown Boy (V2) Lyrics

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Ganja smokin, honey bourbon wood rollin

Love stroking, nigga tryna find his purpose

Stay searching for muses that will imperfect

Crown Peach for these leaches forever steady lurking

Steezy brown boy, can't fuck wit it

These days I'm numb to all the pain because I'm stuck with it

I see my brothers kill they brothers for the relevance

Or we get murdered by the system cuz our melanin

Lookin good now is bad timing

Searching for my image in the world got my momma crying

Tellin all my family that I'm cool knowing that I'm lying

Keep my dick in my dickies

Twins they stay with me

P and C smoking honey berry in the cherry

Camo cargos on me like military

Fitted in Saint P stitched in, you know what I'm wearing

Brown Boy with a death wish

Roll a game that's my exit

They fuckin with me for the leverage

Cut em off, I can't stand it

Mixin strains, indica with the pain

Smoke and sang, she say I'm on a different wave

She act insane, because I make her mornings rain

Say she love me but she know that I'm switching lanes

I'm not staying for the night

Always wanna fight

You know that I'm different baby, look me in my eyes

She want it again, I'm fuckin on her twice

Leave and then I roll another wood I'm taking flight

Diggin in her deep

Her head by her feet

I think(know) its the love that got her feeling me yeah

The music gettin easy

GOD He stay with me

Steady politicking with these ladies