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PillsHerbs by Kezwin Mooneye Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

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(Woah)

Verse 1

I was in the corner selling pills n herbs, they say don’t get high on your product ah still smoke ma herb, niggas ah don trusted gave me heavy hearts(Woah woah), play around with fools you find yourself being one of them
Told me youngins we gon make it out the hood no matter what, now we rocking monthly rents on ma foot that’s a lot, sauced up my plate with bulky bread I dint touch no floor, now we swiping anonymous cards we ain’t know d owners
Pray to lord to save my soul ah don took this niggas hoes,I know ain’t gat it all ,working hard to get em all,Ah don told ma plug to get me two more ounces (Skrr Skrr), nigga thought I was selling buh hell no i smoke a lot 
 Ah don choose ma path without knowing the destination, pastors quoting bibles on a reg they ain’t living it out,I wasn't broke when ma dad died I wasn't just rich, always said I won’t give a fk buh now ah gat no cutleries  Live high and die sober, fast lane get me coda, mum called I ignored her pressure rising oh lord, buy mum a penthouse I know ain’t been the holiest, lemme take you to Mars damm we gon be the coolest

Hook

 ️Turn my presence into monetary, charged up battery,bought a hectare for all you rat niggas grow your mouses, Getting money is my motive put that in my daughter, looking for ma weed you can’t find shit in my locker

Verse 2

Sitting with the legends calibrated Fools wanna take my measurements, i had it up to here ain’t making no compromises, Getting Stoned as an addict puh dah on ma system,Way them slips coming in chaieeee e dey weak  them. 
Word to all the haters keep on hating I just got new, Y'all Just gon get lost Cinderella shoe,I might not condone your fkry like what’s on the news,say ma dogs don’t bite could you relate after I put them on lose 
Turn my presence into monetary, charged up battery,bought a hectare for all you rat niggas grow your mouses, Getting money is my motive put that in my daughter, looking for ma weed you can’t find shit in my locker