Blunt Music

[Intro]
Yeah
My bad, man
Yeah
I'm getting high
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Tell me how you gonna make a way to eat, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
Tell me how you gonna make a way to eat, mane (Yeah)
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane (Yeah)
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane (Yeah)
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I wake up early and I get dressed
I put my everything inside my pockets, thinkin', "when will I be next?"
I wonder if I really even want it, got me perplexed
I heard plenty stories from my heroes making these checks
Who say that it ain't what you think it is
I don't give a fuck what I think it is, I'm still goin' in on this
Even if it means I'm disappearing like a business trip
All I wanna do is rap it up like a Christmas gift
Marking names off my list like Taylor Swift
Think I got a gift, but I'm probably just good at rhyming shit
Twenty five spliffs on a cliff and I'm climbing, bitch
I'm out of shits to give, ain't you sick of lying, bitch?
I'm sick of trying when I know I should be flying
I'm above a thousand islands but I'm on the ground inside
And I be running through the lights but I ain't driving, you know I'm blazing
I'm rising up to the occasion
Yeah

[Chorus]
Tell me how you gonna make a way to eat, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
Tell me how you gonna make a way to eat, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane (Yeah)
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane (Yeah)
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets

[Verse 2]
It's the same bullshit, just a brand new day
Everybody call me Xan, that's my AKA
I'm a night owl and it's safe to say
I be staying in the dark like my name Bruce Wayne
Yeah, I face two jays, ain't it funny honey?
When the money's coming, all the bunnies want a place to stay
I can't give a fuck about you, I'm too high bay-bay
In the whip on the way back from my vay-cay
Now I'm half baked and almost home
Could've swore I had a grip but now I'm losing control
No, it isn't overbearing, I'm just perfectly stoned
I quit giving in to algorithms, I just scroll
No double tap or nothing
Fucking up the function
I don't fuck with parties, I'm just smoking with my cousin
Buying out suppliers, smoking grams by the dozen
Said she got a man, but she wanna give me suction
Bitch, I can't even get my dick hard to fuck you
Matter fact, I don't even want to
I could never care about these hoes, man, I been there and I done that
I just wanna be alone, smoke a bowl with the Rugrats I call Black Sheep Gang
Smoking in the back of a Mustang
Take a fucking shower, let my nuts hang
I ain't tryna cause a fucking fuss, mane
I'm just smoking weed in the car-boat-train-truck-bus-plane
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Always spitting dope shit, you act like I don't know this
Stab me in the back, I'm acting like I didn't notice
'Til the day I die, I'll be floating
Yung Xan

[Chorus]
Tell me how you gonna make a way to eat, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
Tell me how you gonna make a way to eat, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets, mane
There ain't no love in these motherfucking streets