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Hardtimes


DAMN I THINK PEOPLE TALK ABOUT ME MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SHYT SO NOW I DRINK GET HIGH SO NOW I'M THAT LADY ON THE MOON I'M THAT LADY ON THE MOON I FLOAT HIGH MY CLOUDS ARE NOWHERE NEAR ME SO MY MIND IS CRAZY CRUSH A LITTLE BIT DRINKING MY DREAMS AWAY BLOWING MY HIGH UP & DOWN LIKE THAT ROLLER COASTER I CAN'T CONTROL I'M THAT LADY ON THE MOON PEOPLE SAY YOU HAVE HARDTIMES BUT THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND ALL THAT PAIN IS CRAZY THAT'S WHY I FLOAT SO I'M THAT LADY ON THE MOON AS I BLOW MY BLUNT AND DRINK THAT DRINK I'M THAT LADY ON THE MOON
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