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sweet maryjane - nate moore lyrics

hook:
roll it up, don’t let me down
she wants me, she needs me
roll it up, don’t let me down
i trust her completely
roll it up, don’t let me down
sweet mary jane, who i ride with
a cup of henny my side chick, but who i vibe with
sweet mary jane, sweet mary jane , sweet mary jane
sweet mary jane , sweet mary jane , sweet mary jane
sweet mary jane, sweet mary jane , sweet mary jane
sweet mary jane , sweet mary jane , sweet mary jane

verse 1:
yoda, og, green crack blue dream
cinderella 99, w*lly wonder, sour d
golden goat, girl scout, help me blow my brains out
take the widow from the jar, lay it down in the leaves
now breathe, you gotta let it all out
these streets build the pressure
gotta leave this house
every day seems the same
wish i had someone to blame
then i realize i’m all alone and start to feel ashamed, mary jane
please help me, i’m deranged (?)
surrounded by motherf*ckers that explain my yelling
subconsciously foretelling a story so compelling
that even in my mind is a little unsettling
hydrophonic, astronomic, super k!ller
kryptachronic, you were (?) think about it
i’mma keep a chiefin’ on it
makin’ music for my people
rollin’ up with mi amigos
swear to god we blowin’ kilos
yeah, i’m bout this (?)
intergalactic moon rocks and slabs of dab
highly attractive, top*notch, too sweet to pass
overdose in the cosmosis, smokin’ potent, always chokin’
underdressed, clearly smokin’, highly educated moments
let me get some more so we can roll up, roll up
high above a city that don’t know us, know us
walkin’ the road we paved, fill in some holes we made
feelin’ some type of way, hol’ up, hol’ up
i’ll be right back at it, indulgin’ in bad habits
do a couple lines of blow then i feel like a crack addict
i ain’t trynna live that life, i just wanna do it right
f*ck around and have some kids, a tennis court and a wife
how nice everything could be if you could just believe in your mind
and see that the higher you climb the harder it is to breathe
and the more they hate we spread the love and peace

verse 2:
you already know motherf*cker, let’s go
sweet mary jane, come and roll with me
no such thing as indulgery
unless the henny is around, think you’re trollin’ me
i’m sober, please, probably over d
f*ck it then, i’m (?) (?) with percocets
plead the fifth of the henny, no no verdict yet
glass half empty, glass half full
now i’m leanin’ like my gas gauge broke
what you ain’t know? i hustle dough
hit the dabs hard, my knuckles broke
smokin’ like wiz, we dem boys
afghan kush, my weed deployed
but you already know my joint’s real yak
and they got the wax and they let me bring it out
but you already know
i be cruisin’ down them backroads that the country folks just sing about
hit the pole and then the doobie next, overnighted at ups
your b*tch want me because i beat it up and you never beat it up like an acoustic set
o*og kush and that white ak*47 smokin’ sour diesel hash
rackin’ up, stackin’ up illegal cash, snitchin’ on me, beat your ass
this pen got more oil than a body shot
i got (?) takin’ body shots on my tattoos
never passed school, skipped class get blazed in the bathroom
st. lou, dog town, southside, hazelwood, north county, this that link up
eyes ch*nked up and my drink up
because the bartender says that she’ll pay my tab if she could f*ck,yeah

- nate moore lyrics

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