Bucks

[Verse]
I'm that type that will push you in the suicide
Cry babies lies, say they try but they never die
Why’d I say that? I'm not that type of guy
But it's down worth another cross that’s for next time
I watch 'em walk around with fake disabilities
Collecting sympathy for getting all responsibilities
Collecting pills from medical facilities
Getting zombied out, losing all capabilities
Then you wanna talk down about the weed smoke
Bitch, I'm happy as fuck, you wanna smoke and toke?
That kind of smoke that will put you in the comatose
Cani on the breakfast, spread it on all my morning toasts
All I'm saying is, you can only live once
Fuck it drug test, go ahead and hit blunts
Life is too short, so walk around and give fucks
Twist a filly up, get high off of ten bucks