Misery Loves Company Lyrics

I heard misery loves company

Ain't that ain't that what you want from me?

I heard misery loves company

Ain't that, ain't that what you want from me?

I won't let it get to me

I just smoke and let my braids downs

Chop and let it roll

100 swishers getting blazed down.

Keep it on the low

Know they wanna see me down bad

I don't hear 'em tho.

Bitch I came up off a brown bag.

Brown bag livin..

Smokin up the house again

My momma still tripping

I'm blazing up an ounce again.

I need 28 grams by the week

Till I get off that budder and the leaf goes obsolete

I need anchors on my feet

Just to keep me on the ground.

16 bars that Im'a write

16 ounces in a pound.

Bet they wanna see me down,

So they don't feel so alone

I got problems in my life

Im bout to stuff em' in this cone.

Turn my phone on silent

Hit the studio and jam

Rolling up some violet

Stuffin jays inside my pants

I just wanna live my life

Kick my feet up, spark something

Stack my bread up and live comfortably

I heard misery loves company

Ain't that ain't that what you want from me?

I heard misery loves company

Ain't that, ain't that what you want from me?