WAX the Artist - TRYPTAMINE Lyrics

We not selling crack staying pure got the Tryptamine
Never catch a cab in Uber we be Poppin beans
Gotta pay the tax ya that's cruel I ain't no sheep
Learn from the past I stay
I stay smoking weed
I'm on google maps like I been on some speed
We stay counting cheese
Budget for saline
It's spring we got the green
New season we rolling leaf
Turn it up
Turn it up yeah I'm high
This joint got some keef
Truth is hard
Say it to my face
Living the dream
No time to play games
Fashion designer don't care bout the names
Take my drugs with no shame
Hangout with god does that make me a saint
I saw a demon
Some days it rains
All of the good doesn't come without pain
At the right time
Never act go insane
Reward myself
F*cking win the game
F*ck complain
Left that X on read
X rated
We not selling crack staying pure got the Tryptamine
Never catch a cab in Uber know we be Poppin beans
Gotta pay the tax ya that's cruel I ain't no sheep
Learn from the past I stay rollin
I stay smoking weed
I'm on google maps like I been on some speed
We stay counting cheese
Budget for saline
It's spring we got the green
New season we rolling leaf
Turn it up
Turn it up, yeah I'm high
This joint got some keef
Eat desert before dinner
Not the runt of the liter
Reward at the end
Hard work I'm a sinner
Hands in the mud no time to consider
Gotta breathe no filter
Heart on her sleeve
No zipper
Gas and the drank they pair well with the beans
Thanking my momma I'm off of the lean
Remember that time I tried I was a teen
Doing hard drugs no place for a teen
Dreams Two
Bringing us up