Cigarettes & Cush

Album: Gang Signs & Prayer (2017)
Charted: 30
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  • I'm sorry that I'm late
    And I missed your call
    But you know night turn into day
    I didn't stop to pause
    I know I never see your face
    And baby, that's my fault
    But I'ma fix all my mistakes
    So don't stress no more

    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down

    You don't ever let me down
    Got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    All those other girls just look
    They ain't never takin' your crown
    And girl I know it gets on your nerves sometimes
    When I don't answer my phone
    And yeah I double back on my words at times
    But please don't start with that tone, 'cause girl
    I love you, you know, but I can't be there
    But when I get home, just roll my weed, yeah
    What's mine is yours, give you space to breathe here
    Just weed and cush, that's a major key here
    Yeah, then you play me a song
    Smokin' smoke 'til we're wavy and gone
    Come home from a long hard day with the dons
    Like where's my pretty baby? I'm sorry it's been long

    I'm sorry that I'm late
    And I missed your call
    But you know night turn into day
    I didn't stop to pause
    I know I never see your face
    And baby, that's my fault
    But I'ma fix all my mistakes
    So don't stress no more

    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down

    As much as you feel you're a thorn
    In the way that you feel, I come home
    Every day when it rains
    But it's real
    Between us, ground so far beneath us
    Sometimes I can't read ya
    But it don't mean I won't treat ya
    To a blunt full of that reefer
    We may get in fights
    But I can never see me leavin'
    Somethin' 'bout our cruise to high can bring us
    Sober just don't please us
    If you're wondering, yeah I'm still here because I see us
    But Mary makes it easy to talk to you
    Aww, yeah
    'Cause sometimes I just can't spill my thoughts to you
    I took you in every day
    At the end of every day I belong to you
    Belong to you
    I'll still pass the bong to you
    I'll write a song to you
    I'll do no wrong to you

    I'm sorry that I'm late
    And I missed your call
    But you know night turn into day
    I didn't stop to pause
    I know I never see your face
    And baby, that's my fault (that's my fault, baby)
    But I'ma fix all my mistakes
    So don't stress no more (don't you stress no more)

    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    You got those cigarettes and cush
    You don't ever let me down
    I promise

    You don't ever let me down
    I won't ever let you down
    'Cause you don't ever get me down
    I won't ever let you down
    'Cause you don't ever let me down
    I can't ever let you down, down, down
    Down, down, down, down

    It's been like a month now
    Since you left my side
    Got me smokin' a blunt now
    But there ain't no vibe
    'Cause I fucked up badly
    All I did was push
    Now there's no more weed
    No more cush
    And I'm deep in the south side
    And I can't find love
    I was lookin' for my brown skin
    Tryna find that buzz
    Now what have you done, Stormz?
    Now what have you caused?
    And we weren't just bredrens
    We were so much more
    Girl, you was my hero
    The beat to my heart
    And them tears on your face
    Man, they tear me apart
    Man, I just wanna fix you
    Fix what I broke
    No covers on the sofa
    No more smoke
    And I pray God saves you
    Man, I pray all night
    I just wanna say thank you
    'Cause you saved my life
    But I cut you deep
    And I know how it looks
    Now there's no more weed
    No more cush
    No more cush
    No more cush, yeah
    Now there's no more cush
    No more cush Writer/s: DION WARDLE, FRASER T SMITH, KEHLANI ASHLEY PARRISH, MICHAEL EBENAZER KWADJO OMARI OWUO JUNIOR
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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