My Last Joint Songtext
von Jelly Roll

Smoking weed and say your prayers
Liquor stores are everywhere
Wonder if they ever cared?

I live in the fast lane, committed, so I cut off the brake line
Ain′t with the gossip, fuck what you done heard through the grapevine
Dreaming so I had the vision, I had to get it
Nights with the baddest women, couple of bad decisions
Feeling in the city, nights turn to early mornings
Mama praying for us, we ignored the early warnings
On the run from the war, the preacher called me up to pray
Asked me if I think I'll ever change, I told him "Not today"

I′ve been living like this for too long
I don't know if I'll ever move on
Same old beat but it′s a new song
Paranoid so I sleep with my shoes on


I just want my last joint
Tell me what′s the point, 'cause I′m still fucked up ('cause I′m still fucked up)
I've been living in a codeine dream, but this lean can′t fill me up (can't fill me up)
No matter what, it's all the same
It′s not enough to kill my pain
I just want my last joint
Tell me what′s the point, 'cause I′m still fucked up
No matter what, it's all the same

Fill the paper with reefer then hit the liquor store
That bottle and Mary Jane′s the only friends I know
I had people I love that I end up burying
How'd they go from popping pills to shooting heroine?
Thinkin′ 'bout my partner, I'm standing at his grave
I′m tryna tell his mama, "It′s gon' be okay"
What do you say when somebody′s so heart-broke
Their rent's past due, and they′re late on their car note?
I've been through it

I keep looking for the light at the end of the tunnel
It′s my life, and I'm the type that keeps fighting the struggle
Since a youngin, always found my way right to the trouble
I think the storm's coming, I feel lightning and thunder

I just want my last joint
Tell me what′s the point, ′cause I'm still fucked up (′cause I'm still fucked up)
I′ve been living in a codeine dream, but this lean can't fill me up (can′t fill me up)
No matter what, it's all the same
It's not enough to kill my pain


I just want my last joint
Tell me what′s the point, ′cause I'm still fucked up (′cause I'm still fucked up)
I′ve been living in a codeine dream, but this lean can't fill me up (can′t fill me up)
No matter what, it's all the same
It's not enough to kill my pain