[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Shit don't even make sense to me I don't even get it
All these pills wanna be fucking up my brain Why (it's lit)
I don't even know why
I feel like I'm gonna say good bye
But that's not really the reason why
I don't even blame them but why the fuck you really come to me (why, why)

[Verse 2]
Swirling up on this lean
Swirling up on this lean when I have blood on my jeans
Then they wanna be going keeping their problems on me
But you know I ain't tryna deal with that right now
Because right now I feel like I'm in a zonе of my own
But aye, lets stay away from that conversation
Right now lеts just smoke this weed
I'm not sipping I'm going in on this lean
I don't know how the fuck I'm really gonna be pourin' this lean

[Pre Chorus]
It's 1 am in Miami
It's 1 am in Miami
[Verse 4]
Yeah, blood on my leans
Throwin away this lean
Don't even care about how I'm gonna be feening
But it feels like everything is leaning

[Post-Chorus]
Just Pick your own sound
And try to pick up that ugly frown
I hate to see you so down
(Burr, Burr)

[Verse 5]
Money stack to the ceiling
Money stack to the ceiling at 1am in Miami
Yeah, they ain't even watchin yo step
I feel like I dont even know how the fuck I'm really gonna be going to watch my step
Yeah because everything that I do up to this point
Feelin like I dont even know that I put into my mind (money stack to the ceiling)

[Outro]
Everything just a waste of time (money stack)
Everything just a waste of time when you wanna rhyme all these lines (yeah)

(Note From Creator: I'm gonna keep getting better as I move on, Don't worry~~ Lock999)