How Much Is Weed?

Photo album but the color faded from it If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it Don't look down Don't look down Friends and family took the alley to Miami Got caught up and now my baby's got no daddy, can you send me something? I can't do all of this shoutin' on an empty stomach I can't find myself no balance and this emptiness By long way down, she meant the hole I dug myself I can't keep control of myself sometimes I just don't know my (fuck that shit) My bitch she bad, dog, it's all in my head Mama told me don't be shy, Seno said Let's get this, watch how fast I switch this What up to Gibs and Stunna Man, Watch my brother n'em while you can, ayy Shout out the boys, ain't coming outside when I'm outside doing my dance Hitting my jug (and jug), and jug (and jug), and jug (and jug), and jug, and jug Remember when I couldn't M's, then I made M's and this shit made sense I been looking through the Photo album but the color faded from it If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it Don't look down Don't look down Friends and family never cared about the Grammys 'Til I grew up out the hand-me-downs and bought family house I be looking through the photo album You remember all the good old days? K Swiss and Polo down And Mama had to put the down payment by herself And nobody even tried to help, she went to jail And shit went left, and I was left, I did my best I needed rest, I got arrested Everybody looking at me like I'm not invested Bitch, you know how hard I was stressing Please don't call me with weekend plans I rippin' out all my hair And bitch, I don't even dance But sometimes I like to (jug, jug, jug, jug, jug, jug, jug) (I like to jug, jug, jug, jug, jug, jug, jug) (I like to jug, and jug, and jug and jug and jug, and jug, and jug, and jug) I been looking through the photo album but the color faded from it If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it Don't look down Don't look down --- How Much is Weed? - Dominic Fike