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Gelato
by YungCorruptedLung
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Sticky bud, kief on fingers, break it down the scent it lingers,
Smokin' on this Kush all day, I burn it right down to the stinger,
I am a daydreamer, thinkin' bout the road ahead of me
Thinkin' bout old friends who turned into my enemies
Thinkin' bout the people that be prayin' for the end of me
Set-up kids, try to bring me down, why I been so friendily?
Why they act a friend to me, then talk a lot of dirt?
If they paid attention, they would know that it would get them hurt
If they paid attention, they know I can do them worse
Than they ever did to me
Makin' feelings hurt, catch them talkin' shit
I almost go berserk, but I keep my cool
Long game is the way I make things work
In my favor, luck is always on my side
Call it fuckin' ego, but I know I'm always right
Put myself in situations and I come out fine
Death wants to take me, but life said he is mine
So I walk, how I talk, with confidence and sleaze,
Buy a pound of marijuana just so I can feel release,
At the end of the day, when I think about all these
Problems that I face that cause me anxiety
And it helps, when I break the sticky green down,
Gets all on my fingers, I roll blunts
Fat all around, keep a pack of swishers
In my pocket when I'm out, smokin' while I travel
Makin' sales when I'm on route
Smokin' while I travel till I fuckin' run out
Feel the need for the weed, yes, I'm lookin' for the loud
"Where the bud at?" Like that 3-6 mafia sound
Hit my people's and re-up I copped another pound
Sticky bud, kief on fingers, break it down, the scent it lingers,
Smokin' on this kush all day, I burn it right down to the stinger
I am a daydreamer, thinkin' bout the road ahead of me,
Thinkin' bout old friends who turned into my enemies
Thinkin' bout the people that be prayin' for the end of me
Set-up kids try to bring me down, why, I been so friendly?
Why they act a friend to me, then talk a lot of dirt
If they paid attention, they would know that it would get them hurt
Sticky bud, kief on fingers, break it down, the scent it lingers,
Smokin' on this kush all day, I burn it right down to the stinger
I am a daydreamer, thinkin' bout the road ahead of me,
Thinkin' bout old friends who turned into my enemies
Thinkin' bout the people that be prayin' for the end of me
Set-up kids try to bring me down, why I been so friendly?
Why they act a friend to me, then talk a lot of dirt,
If they paid attention, they would know that it would get them hurt
Sticky bud, kief on fingers, break it down the scent it lingers,
Smokin' on this Kush all day, I burn it right down to the stinger,
I am a daydreamer, thinkin' bout the road ahead of me
Thinkin' bout old friends who turned into my enemies
Thinkin' bout the people that be prayin' for the end of me
Set-up kids, try to bring me down, why I been so friendily?
Why they act a friend to me, then talk a lot of dirt?
If they paid attention, they would know that it would get them hurt
If they paid attention, they know I can do them worse
Than they ever did to me
Makin' feelings hurt, catch them talkin' shit
I almost go berserk, but I keep my cool
Long game is the way I make things work
In my favor, luck is always on my side
Call it fuckin' ego, but I know I'm always right
Put myself in situations and I come out fine
Death wants to take me, but life said he is mine
So I walk, how I talk, with confidence and sleaze,
Buy a pound of marijuana just so I can feel release,
At the end of the day, when I think about all these
Problems that I face that cause me anxiety
And it helps, when I break the sticky green down,
Gets all on my fingers, I roll blunts
Fat all around, keep a pack of swishers
In my pocket when I'm out, smokin' while I travel
Makin' sales when I'm on route
Smokin' while I travel till I fuckin' run out
Feel the need for the weed, yes, I'm lookin' for the loud
"Where the bud at?" Like that 3-6 mafia sound
Hit my people's and re-up I copped another pound
Sticky bud, kief on fingers, break it down, the scent it lingers,
Smokin' on this kush all day, I burn it right down to the stinger
I am a daydreamer, thinkin' bout the road ahead of me,
Thinkin' bout old friends who turned into my enemies
Thinkin' bout the people that be prayin' for the end of me
Set-up kids try to bring me down, why, I been so friendly?
Why they act a friend to me, then talk a lot of dirt
If they paid attention, they would know that it would get them hurt
Sticky bud, kief on fingers, break it down, the scent it lingers,
Smokin' on this kush all day, I burn it right down to the stinger
I am a daydreamer, thinkin' bout the road ahead of me,
Thinkin' bout old friends who turned into my enemies
Thinkin' bout the people that be prayin' for the end of me
Set-up kids try to bring me down, why I been so friendly?
Why they act a friend to me, then talk a lot of dirt,
If they paid attention, they would know that it would get them hurt
