Correction Lyrics rosebuds by Erick the Architect

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I keep a
Cigarette close to balance the drama
I think I'm running out of luck and I done f**ked up my karma
It's the runner up
Stuntin with the blunt
I come for seconds more
Checkin in with weaponry
I busted down the door
I'm talkin heavens gates
I'm stuck for several days
In my mind
And it's back passages
Tryna access the status of my relapses
Give me the love you crave
Before I collapse
It's me
Tryna ask if this
Is why I was made
And what's happening

Have you settled into an identity yеt
Or is it theft and I protect the land whеre enemies step
Inside my circle it's curtains for hurtful ways
I scar opponents, spittin tar all over they face
I'm overgrown like the side of a maze and out of focus
Buggin on my components
Split you to get the dome open
Broken hearted for the dearly departed
Reflection in my art
But my heart will always stay the darkest

Hot headed
And the forgetting
The reason I even started
I need to visit the stars
Or get in front of a car
To be split apart
Before I reach
Another set of double digits
Ask the higher for forgiveness
Cause they took away my wishes

Roll up every bit of doja
With some rosebuds
Wrap it like a blunt
I can't get enough
Get your nose snubbed
Wait minute, hold up
I been smokin on my own
Finna fill you for the holes, uh
Roll up every bit of doja
With some rosebuds
Wrap it like a blunt
I can't get enough
Get your nose snubbed
Wait minute, hold up
I been smokin on my own
Finna fill you for the holes, uh

Hit blunt guts
Till his eyes cross like Xbox
And he get gat
You can't reach me like deadstock
I'm fed stop feeding me
Tired of hungry rappers
Won't even get the dap after
They devour the planet damn
They ain't even paying after
Quit playin

I'm slow maybe
So saiyan
So sick
Of sayin I'm so sick
Of slaving away
And chipping
The block of my shoulder
I'm a boulder
So stoned
And I roll it up to cope
But so do everyone else
And sh*t I feel so alone
In comparison to the room of the people
That I be in
And I be swimmin in sin
The devil calling again
I don't ever hit his line
Because I'm already dead
Never ask like I ain't told ya
I'm rollin up the doja

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