Cozy Camomile Lyrics

Cozy camomile

Fruit-eating, smoking hella weed

Crossing state lines with Goody Bags

Droppin hella heat

Go into business for myself

That's every man's dream

A foreign car, a bitch like Ms. Minaj (Boy you crazy)

Vacation to Tulum, different grammar

I'm from OT, Italian restaurants is where we eat

Travel overseas

They my drain my energy

There's no relief, wish you ain't fuck wit me

Reasonable with yo company

I'm well adjusted to this life

Can't let it stress me out

Took a road trip, then go about the scenic route

Choices make the person

No can mistake breed a man

Evaluate your the plans

Write down your goals

Now what's top ten

Pictures of the Urus brought me to a different bag

Wrecked without insurance

Pure love is what we always lacked

Ohio was testament but we switched the scenery

Back and forth to Lansing

In that yellow thing like Bumblebee

Patent leather seats, we still fantasize the G-Wagon

Gray interior, superior to deep passion

Put that shit on everyday, like it's routine now

Too busy folding merch

Wet shirt to get the get crease out

I went in circles with this little of mine

I owe it to myself to get up everyday and grind

Wake up every morning

Smoke my blunt and then I chill

Get dressed and hop in route

Drinkin' Cozy Camomile

Rose Gold, make it rain all day

I'm tapped out, still determined to make it home safe

My body comes first, it's getting ugly out here

Don't feel like Sundays no more

Feel no more praises in the air

No family dinners on this side, watch the Lord sigh

I already told the Lord what I want and he said why

You gonna take that power and go nuts

I already know you son

Wins on wins, whatever is

I'm one of them chosen ones

Lil' nigga you better eat but don't be food

Fix ya posture, you a man

Inside this world full of fools

Who the best around

Decade of my love got under snubbed by broken trust

Now it's a must that I must be understood

Give me the courage to fight, I'm in a dark place

What's crazier, it's lighter now

I suffered heartbreak

I suffered no money

I suffered lost faith

A lonely desperado knockin' on Heaven's Gates

Patent leather seats, we still fantasize the G-Wagon

Gray interior, superior to deep passion

Put that shit on everyday, like it's routine now

Too busy folding merch

Wet shirt to get the get crease out

I went in circles with this little of mine

I owe it to myself to get up everyday and grind

Wake up every morning

Smoke my blunt and then I chill

Get dressed and hop in route

Drinkin' Cozy Camomile