- cifra
Listen, you have a problem, man
Baby you're on my mind
Baby you're wasting my time
Too much pressure on my name
Lots of worries in my head
Lots of responsibility, pitfalls and threats
I channel, no, I won't break
At night alone with me
With my demons and my pain
Maybe if I blow some trees and see that bitch
It will make all this shit disappear
Don gets distracted
Pleasure is not happiness, stop running away from reality
Baby you're on my mind
So let me smoke
Weed every night
Last night I gave up and did it again
I tricked my mind to forget
Baby have you been on my mind
Baby you're wasting my time baby you're wasting my
Mind
Baby you're wasting my time
