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Correct Sativa Song (Blunt Wraps) Lyrics
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Correct Sativa Song (Blunt Wraps)
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[Intro] You know what the scariest thing is? To not know your place in this world. To not know why you're here. That's... That's just an awful feeling [Chorus] I got a blunt, who got a flame Send an umbrella we sick of the rain Bring me a pill, sick of the pain Send me an angel or something I'm sayin' Prepare for the worst, it's due any day It's too many voices to hear what sayin' I got a blunt, who got a flame Send me an angel, the devil at bay [Verse 1] I'm coming down off different drugs Skip to the fuck and no kisses and hugs Missed me much I'm not into love If it's fake as fuck you don't mention me much I'm in Dangerous places all by my lonely 5 o'clock zoning tryna stop rolling I keep keys and ounces I'm holding Get it off cheap, I'm out here unloading Someone should've told you act like you know it I make believe since I had watched bogus As I grow older I can see fake And I can see clear it's all smoke and mirrors I keep fear from off of my conscious now I think clear as crystals and mirrors I keep weed in ounces I'm holding high I'm so loaded tryna stop smoking [Chorus] I got a blunt, who got a flame Send an umbrella we sick of the rain Bring me a pill, sick of the pain Send me an angel or something I'm sayin' Prepare for the worst, it's due any day It's too many voices to hear what sayin' I got a blunt, who got a flame Send me an angel, the devil at bay [Verse 2] I coming down on different drugs The bitch in Trump trying to distance us Lift me up, we need pick me ups It's too much to care, I can't give 3 fucks Yuh, I make believe since I had watched bogus One perfect word describing our POTUS I keep keys and ounces I'm holding I'm knee deep in hell but I'm rolling Internet beef, I'm trying not to focus Scared ass niggas, I'm tryna stop trolling Manifest dreams, I'm trying to make gold Mind craft shit, my third eye is open I pray for peace since so life is not stolen They play for keeps so I got to go in I walk the streets at night dro smoking 5 in the morning tryna stop rolling [Chorus] I got a blunt, who got a flame Send an umbrella we sick of the rain Bring me a pill, sick of the pain Send me an angel or something I'm sayin' Prepare for the worst, it's due any day It's too many voices to hear what sayin' I got a blunt, who got a flame Send me an angel, the devil at bay
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