Scratched

Good smoke for the weary soul
 Mick drink water, I need my Remy cold
 Best Sativa that I ever rolled
 I smoke to every story never told
 Cause she don't need to know
 She the same, we the same scratched track
 From the same scratched disk
 Can't tame wandering vixens
 I've slain warrior bitches
 I'll change, ignore all my stitches
 Baby I'll be back soon, I'm losing my mind
 Like all good times...
 We'll all fade by...
 Fear ain't part of my weakness
 Spoke and gave you a thesis
 Put a bull in a glass shop
 And listen to every sequence
 Dreaming 'bout how they eating
 How the fuck we ain't eating?
 It's a predators season
 How the fuck we ain't eating?
 Am I loving or feeding?
 Are we dating or fucking?
 Do we fuck for a reason?
 Fuck all of her feelings
 She don't fuck with my feelings
 Told her I'll be back soon, you bruising my vibe
 Quid Pro Quo
 Said I got you if you got me
 My eyelids so low
 OG Papi got me choppy
 That's incomparable
 To when I catch her and I lock her in like air-strikes
 This might be a fair fight
 I caught her with my bare hands and held her up in paradise
 Scuffin' up the game shoes, all this shit is brain food
 I can't lose
 She came through with demons who dressed up as angels
 Spliffs like it's Englands, "biznite" I'm Wayne dude
 Fifth for the pain, you, chasing the waterfalls
 Facing my fathers flaws, tracing my daughters palms
 Thanks to the mighty call, the ocean met the sky
 My heart cooking my brain, my eyes have opened wide
 She spinnin' on my dick, and she skippin' on your disk
 So you gets no scratch, yo' tracks gettin no tick
 Bank roll, pockets looking like a blow fish
 I've been pickin' cotton like my grandest daddy ol' bishh
 (Grandmamamamama)
 I still ain't drop, so you judge me by my old shit
 06' I was sixth grade, diagnosis
 Brain broke, script me up with Ritilin and more shit
 I would trade the ceiling for the floor
 Fucking with them yes-men you will never know shit
 Puffin' potent at the pier posted
 If the coppers come around Im'a ghost it
 Feeling like the man, scratch what anybody sayin'
 Catch me on repeat street, no skips I'ma run the whole ship
 Ugh