Weeds ft. OE Lyrics

Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right

Look around tell me what you see next right

Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right

All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right

Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right

Look around tell me what you see next right

Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right

All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right

Been in the weeds since I was young I cut them down they keep coming up

I remember if a game was lost I let tears fall and I'd pay the cost

Since then I done manned up and I earn dubs and I fight a loss

And I never lose and I come back and I run it back and that's on my moms

No time for the thinking they screaming my name so I gotta start swinging

I shed no tears no sign of weakness

You pussy niggas stay all in your feelings

I don't do the talk one bad move one wrong word imma start swinging

I'll pull your card butch I'm a magician

Imma black out don't know what I'm missing

As a kid they told me man up and stop all of that crying out

Told shut my mouth 'fore they give me something to cry about

Kept a stiff lip now mean muggin's my style now

Boys on the street can always spot a target a miles out

Fuck them feelings

I ain't soft I don't need them

Plus I'm out here healing

In my past imma leave 'em

Now I'm a man and they want me to change me

I swear this shit is amazing

This shit is crazy

How can they hate me when I'm exactly what they tried to make me

Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right

Look around tell me what you see next right

Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right

All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right

Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right

Put your hands behind your head and you might keep your life

Big mistake to come here with no defense right

Swing with the left now swing with the right

I've been

Locked in

I know you suckers been talkin'

Take your top ten, rob them of oxygen, lock them all in a coffin

In this race ain't no one getting past me

If you got a problem homie at me

All you fuckers are getting too chatty

While the forests burning out in Cali

Yeah me and Addy back to work

Been too long since we rapped a verse

On the same track, yeah we came back

To put your favorite rappers in the dirt

Weeds in my grass, I rip them up

Going too fast, don't give a fuck

I walk onstage, they give it up

The way I spit like fisticuffs

As a kid I collected sticks, and pretended they were weapons

My relatives collect sticks, they pretend they give them protection

Same Smith and Wessons killing innocents at intersections

Was raised in Connecticut, learned quick to hide my affection

Or expect to get picked on by pricks, and risk rejection

Survived war games at recess as the US slid toward recession

Needed more effective methods

Stead of wrecking my reflection

Whenever I'd get pissed, would go teach the bushes a lesson

Started getting hit with swords at eleven

Now I'm attempting hits in recording sessions

Same shit, different form of expression

Rap only made me more aggressive

Y'all got a death wish

When I get the pen I'm Bellatrix, no embellishment

Fuck your necklace, I'm the next pick, no questioning who's in Succession

For the Crown, no Netflix special documenting my depression

My pandemic's been spent Twitching

And I am not talking bout birding or streaming

Spasming, I'm anger's mannequin

No managing the damage, I go from vanquishing to vanishing

Abandoned on the bank like Anakin, burning and screaming

Wrote Thoughts and Prayers, thought if you shared

It'd get the violence out of you

But you still gripping pistols that's invisible

Making your hand a gun when it's out of view

Still got instincts that's out of tune

With your better side

Better hide

When I come outside

Killing everything that in sight

We're out of room

In this game, I did not come to play

Left the house, now we out in LA

Wait List coming, bout to drop any day

If you ain't with it, get out of the way

Feeling like my hair is tangling up

Like it's vines, they all strangling

My mind and I am handling it fine

And who cares if I been lying

Know I'm running out of time

I'm not tryna do a crime

I'm just tryna stay alive so I

Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right

Look around tell me what you see next right

Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right

All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right

Count from one to ten and take deep breaths right

Look around tell me what you see next right

Put your head on a pillow and scream that's right

All you gotta do is blow off steam that's right