John Corban - We don’t need eyes to see

In the morning
I get 40 and it’s not enough
Doing bumps and lines with my shawty
Yeah, we run it up

Pop the trunk, getting off
Need some time, I’m dying
Can’t rewind the days
No more Hours or minutes or seconds on the clock
I can’t stop

Fuck a fuckboy
I don’t give a fuck boy
Need some lunch money, boy
I don’t want one
Give me 30 30s, I’ll do it dirty
I’ll be getting all the glory

Might need me Suboxone cause
I’m eating rocks, son
And boxes, roxies and buses
I can’t enough, huh

Down the gutter with a motherfucker
Fuck your clique, spit on the tip off my thick stick of a dick, rubbing on your clit
Imma get it in quick
Right before I go home to my gravestone
I be living low
Making enemies from the sins I eat
You can’t see, what you’re meant to be
But I know, one day you’ll be close
One day you’ll be close
Yeah, You’ll be close
Yeah, You’ll be close

Cause In the morning
I get 40 and it’s not enough
Doing bumps and lines with my shawty
Yeah, we blowin it up
And you’ll be close