Lyrics
Sip on my coffee as I write another hit
At times, I get cocky, so I keep a joint lit
That rhymes
T-shirt, same color as my skin, that's white
Last name, Tincup, they say it fits, they right
Right now everything's perfect
Not feelin' like myself, but it's all feelin' worth it
Yeah, I'm feelin' cursed, but I swear I've felt worse
Sip on my coffee as I write another hit
At times, I get cocky, so I keep a joint lit
That rhymes
T-shirt, same color as my skin, that's white
Last name, Tincup, they say it fits, they right
Right now everything's perfect
Not feelin' like myself, but it's all feelin' worth it
Yeah, I'm feelin' cursed, but I swear I've felt worse
