guardin, Huskai - trapdoor

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Swear this generation’s falling through a trapdoor
Investing all my time into this
I’ma make it through the dark with the lid into my spliff
Running laps inside the lap of your bitch
Gucci strapped to my wrist
'Preme hat with the twist L.V. on the brim
Got the bands but the bands don’t show
'Cause the life you fucking living ain’t the life you know
Such a novice with the silence but your tone got glow
So you hype it up and write it up like you got dough
But your paper tread is as thin as the wheat
Sleeping out on the streets
Mixtapes in the bag of 40 ounces on repeat
Celebrate when you peak, but that ain’t happen yet
You’ve been falling hard and I think that’s pretty evident
So, take a break, kick it back
Put your feet up better feed up on that bowl you pack but
Better safe than sorry keep that door cracked
Marijuana chronicles value my soundtrack
I got the marijuana rolled ouu
My fingers stickin like I’m playing with some cold glue
I met this cutie and I told her she could come through
And now we’re blazed upon my bed in my bedroom
In my head, I’m thinking I just wanna kiss you
But in your mind, I feel like you don’t even have a clue
I wanna say it but I think you’d have an issue
Yet what I didn’t know is that you really wanted to
You know your boy Huskai had to make a score
I looked her in the eyes I swear I saw a beach shore
I said «Baby life’s been feelin so sunken in the floor»
And those lips are the key to open up my trapdoor
She put her hand down and a smile is all I could see
I felt so special cause she really fucking wanted me
I grabbed her hips, pulled her closer so I’d feel her lips
Right as I did I woke up out a dream without a kiss
Yeah, without a kiss
Without a kiss
Yeah, yeah