MEADOWS

[Verse]
Idle thoughts, Idle man
Idolize, all their plans
I don't mind, I can wait
By myself, every day
I’d admit, I cannot
Find some time to do something
Fuckin' up all the time
I'll be fine, I’ll be fine
I be flyin' in the sky
High as fuck, I'll never die
I ain't gon lie, I done tried suicide a couple times
I could end it any day
So I don't really give a fuck about anything
Bitch I'm runnin' 'round, ’bout a hundred miles
With a 40 oz, plus I’m stuntin' now
Stackin’ money up, ain't this what you wanted?
Now you fuckin' up
But ain't no fun ’less the funds in abundance
Plus some bubble butts to bust in
Its a couple blunts stuffed with the substance
Puff, puff, pass 'til we're fucked up
Ain't down to cuff
I like my bitches fucked up and down to fuck
I've been stuck in this rut for the past couple months
I might kick the bucket and go buck on some dumb shit