Clams Casino - All I Need (Growing Pains) lyrics

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Clams Casino - All I Need (Growing Pains) lyrics

[Intro: AYEKAY] Pa** me the weed, pa** me a light All I need is a b**h and some flight All I need is a b**h and some white All I need is some lean with some sprite All I need is my girl is some jeans Flag her a** down for looking so mean All I need is this mic, sh** I think i'll be alright I think i'll be alright (x8) We smoking that indo, smoking that indo We smoking that indo, peep the crescendo [Verse 1: AYEKAY] All I need is a hit of that indo, when I'm tryna hop out of that window Into my mind, what was I sent for? into this world where presidential Keep the world spinning on a circular axis Not enough dough to be paying my taxes When the man gon' rip the latches, off of my door They fiending for more, ain't settle for less Ain't letting me live, I take two to the chest When I'm stressed and I'm vexed and I need to get lost in my happiness Happiness, short-term psychoactive sh** But none the less, happiness, and lord knows I need that sh** Inhale and breathe that sh** Die revive to a second life, and be that sh** Whatever it take for me to see that sh**, I'm down for whatever Rip them blindfolds off my eyes even my brain get severed [Bridge: AYEKAY] We smoking that indo, smoking that indo Peep the crescendo, peep the crescendo [Verse 2: AYEKAY] Envision my life, feel my pain All of my vice, feel my rain Felt so alive till today, I feel too sane, I'm going insane I feel too trained with chasing my vice Feel too trained, no changing my life Comfortable, can't make it right If I called out for help, would you make it right? Would you make it right, after the times when we would fight? Remember when we was down, but it turned around, and now we ain't as tight? f** that sh**, I need you mayne Two different veins, but we bleed the same Lets share the pain, but i'll take the blame Not too much to lose, but so much to gain [Verse 3: AYEKAY] All I need, All I need, is my sanity back Floating off into purgatory, tell mom she could keep the racks Keep the stacks, materialism keeping me tied down Kush clouds and 40 ounces when my squad be riding around Down the 118, who eighteen? We need to buy the blunt Take the 5, who got five? Yeah, we need to buy the skunk Wrap it up, Ladi Dadi all up in my swisher though Kissing pink under a mistletoe Keeping it G, so we sipping slow Tipping slow, indulging in d** In order to fight the feeling reality sets, breaking down nugs (Ahh) Break down a pound, and feel the sound f** what they said, I wanna be dead I'ma do me, I'mma do yay I'ma do shrooms, I'mma do 'cid, I'mma do E, heyy Now I'mma transcend, watch them label me a villain again

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