How Much Is Weed

by Dominic Fike

344
[Intro]
Abmaj7 Ab6 Cm7
 
 
[Chorus]
Abmaj7
Photo album but the color faded from it
     Ab6
If I could go back and tell ya how it ends, I woulda done it
Cm7
Don't look down
Don't look down
 
 
[Verse 1]
Abmaj7
Friends and family took the alley to Miami
           Ab6                                                    Cm7
Got caught up and now my babies got no daddy, can you send me something?
I can't do all of this shouting on an empty stomach
I can't find myself no balance in this emptiness
   Abmaj7
By long  way down, she meant the hole I dug myself
             Ab6
I can't keep control of myself, sometimes I just don't know my
Fuck that shit
   Cm7
My bitch she bad, dawg, it's all in my head
Mama told me, "Don't be shy," Seno said "Let's get this," watch how fast I switch this
Abmaj7
What  up to Gibs and Stunna Man
Watch my brother n'em while you can, aye
Ab6
Shut up, them boys ain't coming out side
While I'm outside doing my dance
            Cm7
And I might juk, and juk, and juk, and juk and juk
And juk, and juk, and juk
Remember when I couldn't make ends
Then I made Ms and the shit made sense
I be looking through the
 
 
[Chorus]
Abmaj7
Photo album but the color faded from it
     Ab6
If I could go back and tell ya how it ends, I woulda done it
Cm7
Don't look down
Don't look down
 
 
[Verse 2]
Abmaj7
Friends and family never cared about the Grammys
       Ab6
'Til I grew up out the hand me downs and bought the family house
                         Cm7
I be looking through the photo album, you remember all the good old days? K Swiss and polo down
And Mama had to put a down payment by herself and ain't nobody even try to help
                     Abmaj7
She went to jail and shit  went left, and I was left
I did my best, I needed rest, I got arrested
     Ab6
Everybody looking at me like I'm not invested
Bitch, you know how hard I was stressing?
Cm7
Please, don't call me with weekend plans
I'm ripping out all my hair
And bitch, I don't even dance
But sometimes I like to
 
 
[Bridge]
Abmaj7
Juk,  juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk
          Ab6
I like to juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk
I like to
Cm7
Juk, and juk, and juk, and juk and juk and
Juk, and juk, and juk, and juk, and juk, and juk, and juk
I be looking through the
 
 
[Chorus]
Abmaj7
Photo album but the color faded from it
     Ab6
If I could go back and tell ya how it ends, I woulda done it
Cm7
Don't look down
Don't look down
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                  Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell you how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down (ooh)
Don't look down (ooh)

Friends and family took the alley to Miami
Got caught up and now my baby's got no daddy, can you send me something?
I can't do all of this shouting on an empty stomach
I can't find myself no balance in this emptiness

By "long way down, " she meant the hole I dug myself
I can't keep control of myself, sometimes I just don't know my- (fuck that shit)
My bitch, she bad, dawg, it's all in my head
Mama told me, "Don't be shy, " Seno said, "Let's get this" (watch how fast I switch this)

What up to Gibs and Stunna Man?
Watch my brother n'em while you can, ayy
Shut up, them boys ain't coming outside
While I'm outside doing my dance

And I might juk and juk, and juk, and juk and juk and juk, and juk, and juk
Remember when I couldn't make ends
Then I made M's and the shit made sense
I be looking through the

Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell you how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down (ooh)
Don't look down (ooh)

Friends and family never cared about the Grammys
'Til I grew up out the hand-me-downs and bought the family house
I be looking through the photo album, you remember all the good old days? K Swiss and polo down
And mama had to put a down payment by herself and ain't nobody even try to help

She went to jail and shit went left, and I was left
I did my best, I needed rest, I got arrested
Everybody looking at me like I'm not invested
Bitch, you know how hard I was stressing?

Please, don't call me with weekend plans
I'm ripping out all my hair
And, bitch, I don't even dance
But sometimes, I like to

Juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, I like to juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk
I like to juk, juk, juk, juk-juk, juk, juk, juk-juk
Juk, juk, juk-juk, juk
I be looking through the

Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell you how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down
Don't look down                
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