Misty Blue by Mahhest Lyrics
[Verse 1]
In a place you’ll never find, got a lady on my mind
Eyes blind to the bullshit while I’m inscribing all these rhymes
Clutchin’ onto the memory like it’s a blunt with weed inside
Clutchin’ onto the blunt, like it’s what the doctor prescribed
Sometimes I wanna hide, let my imagination ride
But I’m always cummin out when they say they want me inside
My cup runneth over but the drink don’t taste right
Y’all thirsty for some water, but keep buyin’ the Sprite
It’s sweet, when ya reality n ya dreams meet
Glass house but gotta get a gold tooth to fill ya cavities
Can’t see us seein’ dreams, don’t dare to dream unless you sleep
N I can’t sleep, I look at my people I’m countin’ sheep
N I’m just tired; I feel like happiness just ain’t for me
Cuz my imagination showed how green the grass could really be
Reality: had no idea that shit was poison ivy, now why me
I’m singin, sippin’ liquor, it’s my IV, like
[Outro]
(Clutchin onto the memory like it’s a blunt with weed inside
Clutchin onto the blunt like it’s what the doctor prescribed)
In a place you’ll never find, got a lady on my mind
Eyes blind to the bullshit while I’m inscribing all these rhymes
Clutchin’ onto the memory like it’s a blunt with weed inside
Clutchin’ onto the blunt, like it’s what the doctor prescribed
Sometimes I wanna hide, let my imagination ride
But I’m always cummin out when they say they want me inside
My cup runneth over but the drink don’t taste right
Y’all thirsty for some water, but keep buyin’ the Sprite
It’s sweet, when ya reality n ya dreams meet
Glass house but gotta get a gold tooth to fill ya cavities
Can’t see us seein’ dreams, don’t dare to dream unless you sleep
N I can’t sleep, I look at my people I’m countin’ sheep
N I’m just tired; I feel like happiness just ain’t for me
Cuz my imagination showed how green the grass could really be
Reality: had no idea that shit was poison ivy, now why me
I’m singin, sippin’ liquor, it’s my IV, like
[Outro]
(Clutchin onto the memory like it’s a blunt with weed inside
Clutchin onto the blunt like it’s what the doctor prescribed)