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mary - hype (atl) lyrics

give me sp*ce to breathe
i done took a lotta losses
i need time to grieve
i been stressing ima need another ounce of weed
people will stab you in the back just to watch u bleed
mary talking to me she said i got watchu need
i send my problems up in smoke and watch em burn away
i let my sorrows wash away in the heavy rain
i’m alive lord i done made it through some heavy pain
so i guess it’s safe to say
i’m in love with mary
she clears my mind when i’m stressing
elevate me, bring me closer to god, that’s a blessing
and she down to kick the sh*ts with the homies, no she ain’t selfish
relieve my pain, not hard to explain, she’s god’s perfection
i’m in love with mary
think her last name is jane
when we met, i was bumping drizzy, since nothing was the same
she familiar with the clouds but we keep away from the rain
we fell in love with the summer, top down in every lane
i’m in love with mary
she’s my hope and not my pipe dreams
and she could never turn a smoker to a pipe fiend
look in her eyes her soul turn purple from a light green
a ghost writer she makes me dope with the rhyme schemes
(bounce)
no smoke and mirrors when i’m off the reefer
my whole life i been reflecting into broken mirrors
my loss of innocence while young guess is what broke my spirit
but i can tap into my soul when i know that’s it needed
we swerving lanes on interstates like we don’t give a f*ck
5 n*ggas in the rotation with the windows up
we hit the drive thru for the munchies fill our stomach
and when the phone ring i say i’m with the homies

(just riding, just riding, with the homies
tripping, really tripping, with the homies)

everything in slow motion mildly hallucinating
laugh to keep from crying
stay happy to keep from hating
take it one day at a time cuz we all tryna make it
don’t doubt ya worth, just execute, don’t spend no time debating
and keep ya spirits lifted, i’m undoubtedly gifted
without this music i’d be feeling like it’s something missing
when i get down i hit the homies then it’s back to chiefin
remember freshman year we did this sh*t like every weekend
just a couple young n*ggas up outta high school
i was new to the herb, this sh*t was light to em
studio sessions with a 3 hour rotation
free styling over beats that we were making
but f*ck it we went all out
ain’t need no pen and pad to write these memories i talk bout
took a year away from the music it was a soft drought
bounced back hard and made it happen
i was down but found my passion in this rapping
talk to em
look, hope this message don’t get lost to em
yea, hit the gas watch what it does to em
yea, head in the clouds but i just walk through em
kicking rhymes off the sativa sh*t was live to us
i put a spark to her then she comes back to spark my interest
i escape harsh realities when i’m dealing with her
growing up they said stay away it makes you a sinner
but to the contrary, mary, she made me a believer
in a higher power, smoked up and we high for hours
elevated auras, go outside and smell the flowers
or stay in and go to sleep for like week
wake up later and just do it all again

i’m in love with mary
she clears my mind when i’m stressing
elevate me, bring me closer to god, that’s a blessing
and she down to kick the sh*ts with the homies, no she ain’t selfish
relieve my pain, not hard to explain, she’s god’s perfection

- hype atl lyrics

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