Jenga Towers

[Chorus: Sample] Thank you for your love, thank you for the heart There'll never be a long and lonely night again Thank you for your love, thank you for the heart There'll never be a long and lonely night again [Verse] Pouring up crystal in my glass, I'm tired of thinking about the past Why does time move so fast, forgot about all of my friends Haven't seen one in a year, forgot that they were even here In the mist, I stay clear, just working on songs with my peers I'ma race these niggas, go hop up in my car We at Daytona and we going a one hundrеd miles per hour Make a bitch wеt just like she's in the fucking shower I stack the money so tall, bitch, we got Jenga towers You think that you're smoking loud, we're smoking even louder My aunt was really addicted to that fucking white powder I ain't seen her since I was a motherfucking child Fucked up in high school, I was smoking black and mild's My own lungs can't handle the motherfucking smoke But I really don't care, 'cause I still smoke some more And I'm with a white bitch, she gon' drop it on the floor She ain't got an ass, but she can get a pass I don't care about that, I care about you I'm asking you, like, what you want to do? I can leave this booth, and we can smoke some shit Puffing on some trees, like, fuck the environment Flow so clean like the air that we breathe I ain't an idol, bitch, so get off your knees Pouring up crystal in my glass, I'm tired of thinking about the past, ayy, ayy [Bridge] I didn't want to fight anyway [Slowed] [Verse] Pouring up crystal in my glass, I'm tired of thinking about the past Why does time move so fast, forgot about all of my friends Haven't seen one in a year, forgot that they were even here In the mist, I stay clear, just working on songs with my peers I'ma race these niggas, go hop up in my car We at Daytona and we going a one hundred miles per hour Make a bitch wet just like she's in the fucking shower I stack the money so tall, bitch, we got Jenga towers You think that you're smoking loud, we're smoking even louder My aunt was really addicted to that fucking white powder I ain't seen her since I was a motherfucking child Fucked up in high school, I was smoking black and mild's My own lungs can't handle the motherfucking smoke But I really don't care, 'cause I still smoke some more And I'm with a white bitch, she gon' drop it on the floor She ain't got an ass, but she can get a pass I don't care about that, I care about you I'm asking you, like, what you want to do? I can leave this booth, and we can smoke some shit Puffing on some trees, like, fuck the environment Flow so clean like the air that we breathe I ain't an idol, bitch, so get off your knees Pouring up crystal in my glass, I'm tired of thinking about the past, ayy, ayy