4:20/7, Empty Heaven

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27 tryna reach an empty heaven
Tired every fucking second                                                                                                                                           Smoker session live resin 24/7
Ya, 27 tryna reach an empty heaven
Tired every fucking second                                                                                                                                            Smoke session

F*ck this crooked ass government man, ya!                                                                                                                     The stress at work is heavy shit                                                                                                                                           Ya, aggressive depression
Giving me a different direction                                                                                                                                                 It's fucking lessening my blessings                                                                                                                                        Begging mind to stay fucking messing with present                                                                                                                              But it wont fucking freshen                                                                                                                                               Melon is question f*ck this feeling
Alone with weapon                                                                                                                                                            Gotta keep stepping                                                                                                                                                            Boss is bitching i'm scarring my tongue
Under this corona mask mad cause I keep biting
Cause I need every bit of this fake fucking green shit                                                                                                                   That only last 18 months before it gets fucking shredded
Man God even said
F*ck this crooked ass government                                                                                                                                        & went back to the sand
27 tryna reach an empty heaven                                                                                                                                           Tired every fucking second                                                                                                                                                  Smoke session live resin 4:20/7                                                                                                                                             27 tryna reach an empty heaven                                                                                                                                        Tired every fucking second                                                                                                                                                  Smoke session live resin 4:20/7

Uh, uh uh ya uh ya uh uh
Man imma stay president                                                                                                                                                      Of never knowing what's next never to flex
But only for my fucking kids
Cause no one really fucking truely cares                                                                                                                              Ya & f*ck it if I miss the bar by a mile
Man i'm just speaking my mind                                                                                                                                       While recording with style
Man got words in pieces                                                                                                                                                         Ya you gotta hear my whole album i'm preaching
Ya my dreams never to stop reaching
While still haters wanna fucking see me down!
Man wonder why they like leaching ya, man i'm teaching                                                                                                 Got no option i'm going viral
Hear a lot of dope lines like the fucking bible
Living off the sound waves man f*ck the radio                                                                                                                  Ya always in complex concrete jungle ghettos                                                                                                                   Ya Ama                                                                                                                                                                                                I can't wait to see in the heaven with the glow
With the 18 pearl karat cold metal                                                                                                                                     Junto tu corazon same spot                                                                                                                                                      I tucked underneath your jacket wrote a note                                                                                                                   while my scribble                                                                                                                                                                     Hands couldn't stop the fucking tremble                                                                                                                            Left it left cold hands like menthol                                                                                                                                         & please don't get me started on my fucking mental                                                                                                          Cause it won't settle                                                                                                                                                                Lived and raised with pitbulls
The note said I gotta step up my level
Holding my tears popping a vessle                                                                                                                                    Breaking my pencil, I said i'll start my own rap label                                                                                                      With no wrestle pacing it gentle                                                                                                                                           Ya ya occasionally closing my eyes                                                                                                                                     That i'm sitting staring at my logo                                                                                                                                       On my temple so all my cadne y sangre can feel                                                                                                                 Ya a little fucking special                                                                                                                                                    Man but I hope this suffer suffocation
That we still fucking peddle                                                                                                                                                 Man gotta put us on up late night talking to the devil
Speaking on minimum sample                          

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