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The illusion of original thought
Strange to see the snow catching fire
I found god it was hidden in Sire
Shopping carts and stolen cars
The wizard of ounces

a ounce on me now but it ain’t a 100 sack
Niggas be acting like they got it but they ain’t got it
I’m living life & my whole click yeah we solid
It’s pay

RIP, talking bands, rubber bands trynna' get paid
40 Ounce, by my side, how can we make a grand today
Two hommies in the civ, sipping OE busting weed
4am

due on the 5th I’m buyin me ounce then
Usually you talk too much but I like how you sounding
Right now - talk to me talk to me baby
The top of that

a cloud bruh
Count the glimmers and then fill em with the blizzy cloud huh
Smoke a ounce on top a mountain sittin in the clouds, look
Thats the feelin

thoughts and my creative are
Slowly in panic losing every sense of landing now
Is anyone like this or
Does it not make sense
People losing every ounce

money get out the way 
I smoke a ounce Ian sippin no mud
I came from Quincy they call it the mud 
Shout out out too busy I'm runnin it up
They know that

Young Soldiers grown wise
You know we keep it 8-0
Thousand when im running through these ounces
Off the wall a nigga bouncing I been sleeping couch

Except this forty ounce collecting dust on the shelf
I will try
To stop this pain tonight
Oh why can't I

When you walk my way
On a summer's day
Don't

apart every ounce of breath like the threads from my favorite shirt
Reciting stories like trace amounts of drugs in my hair
I'm getting ever closer to my

the club and bounce
We gonna need new fits so we go downtown
Just steal it off the shelf we out
Smoke an ounce
Getting loud yeah
Surf the crowd
See they

and I
You and I, You and I
Baby baby

I never sold drugs but
How many ounces would it take for you to feel me?
How many songs would I have to make?
If I

growling
Probably don’t
we in tha mountains
Got it off tha shh
And servin fiends where yo house is
Baby I can’t love
But I can’t show u what a ounce is
Pool

know the vibes
I got some pineapple wit me
I'm holdin now
Smoked out
Shit fabulous, finna have a cold summer now, folks showed up wit an ounce
Now it's

can look but you won't see no ounce of fake in me
I just be loving the money I'm getting lately no saving I just been spending 
Cause I'm just tryna

slacking
I swear to god I had to go the ratchet
Pour up a ounce of that acid

I just got me a new duffle, play with us boy you in trouble
I'm holding tight I

to see you baby
All just to have an ounce, of your attention
Hoes need to listen
Sit down no flinching retire young
And got a pension
Living life having

birthday 
Tell me what you got for me, what you got for me 
It's my birthday, shawty it's my birthday
I need your good energy and an ounce of cali green

a ounce
Got one on my mind
It got me so high
Got two more breaking down
And three more lit right now
I was fifteen selling work out the motel
Seen too many

right through
My life spent counting time spending every dime
Every ounce of my love for you supersized
But I know in the end it wasn’t meant to last
By

with me
Got nothing less than an ounce with me
Plan our escape on a cloud
Hover around
Shorty come down when she drop for me
God damn
Ugh
I’m done

a fucking joint and then I'm flying off to outer space
Get the fuck up out my face it's really hard to keep this pace
And I can't let a single ounce of oxygen

to da ounce I get tha cook I roll it up
Inda party I'm too saucy smokin purple stuff 
Text yo bitch she braid my hair then budman fuck it up
She gon bless

on mondays wednesdays low key scheming
Overdose on thursday then break hearts all through the weekend
Four ounces in my cup drank three straight shots