Dominic Fike How Much Is Weed Lyrics
Photo album but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell ya how it ends
I woulda done it
Don’t look down
Don’t look down
Friends and family took the alley to miami
Got caught up and now my babies got no daddy
Can you send me something
I can’t do all of this shouting on an empty stomach
I can’t find myself no balancing in this emptiness
By long way down she meant the hole I dug myself
I cant keep control of myself
Sometimes I just dont know (fuck that shit)
My bitch she bad dawg
It’s all in my head
Mama told me don’t be shy
Seno said lets get this watch how fast i switch this
Whatup to gibs
And stunna man
Watch my brother nem while you can ay
Shut up them boys
aint coming out side
While I’m outside doing my dance
And i might juk(and juk) and juk (and juk) and juk (and juk) and juk and juk
remember when I couldn’t make ends
Then I made Ms and the shit made sense
I be looking through the
the photo album but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell ya how it ends
I woulda done it
Don’t look down
Don’t look down
Friends and family never cared about the grammys
Till I grew up, out the hand me downs
And bought the family house
I been looking through the photo album
You remember all the good old days?
K swiss and polo down and
Mama had to put a downpayment by herself
And aint nobody even try to help
She went to jail
And shit went left and I was left
I did my best
I needed rest
I got arrested
Everybody looking at me like I’m not invested
Bitch
You know how hard I was stressing
Please
Don’t call me with weekend plans
I’m ripping out all my hair
And bitch I don’t even dance
But sometimes I like to
And i might juk (and juk) and juk (and juk) and juk (and juk) and juk and juk
I be looking through the photo album
But the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell you how it ends
I woulda done it
Don’t look down
Don’t look down
