Real Life Stoner (feat. Jo Saza)

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Real life of a stoner
Face it by my dolie, my nigga, I've been a loner
I be smoking stogies about the size of my boner
Tryna get the foreigner, big donuts like Homer
Big f*ck you to masses on dead dawgs, ain't got no owner
Young, wild, and free, shorty know I'm a performer
Shit was my optimal, in my prime like transformers
Hotboxin that truck, that's the real life of a stoner
Real life of a

I be smoking gas
Hittin' on that turbo and hoping that shit will last
Know that I hit the turbo cause that shit be going fast
Go n reach and I grab, I'm in and out of the bag
In and out of the Jag, on my way to get the bag
I don't think I'm really gonna stop till all my shit is mad fat
Put it on my shoulder like a knapsack
All up in your cabinets with a snacks ass
This is Glad rap, you just trash rap, niggas mad sad
Knew I'd always get the last laugh cause your niggas jokers in the bat's bag
or the bat's back seat, pass that heat, don't ask me, I don't reap
I smoke weed, niggas high, hope you seek
I'm so good, I impress myself
And I'm so fly and I dress myself
Heard on OG, just protect yourself
Put them pills down, man, it's bad for your health
Ay, I want more bills, I want more Black wealth
Swing like Ali, got the championship belt
It's a

Real life of a stoner
Face it by my dolie, my nigga, I've been a loner
I be smoking stogies about the size of my boner
Tryna get the foreigner, big donuts like Homer
Big f*ck you to masses on dead dawgs, ain't got no owner
Young, wild, and free, shorty know I'm a performer
Shit was my optimal, in my prime like transformers
Hotboxin that truck, that's the real life of a stoner
Real life of a

Nappy headed nigga from the East
Ramen killer
Calmest nigga that you ever did meet
I grew up around killers but my momma my OG
Set my fire to the village, 'till all eyes on me
Real life a smoker you could tell by my aroma
Could tell I'm smoking Za by my name and my composure
Could tell it was a classic when Vision sent it over
You could tell I'm made of Magic
Momma shoulda named me Earvin, shit was perfect
Feel Peter Piper how pick my tool and my pepper
Born Sinner, you don't wanna step on these lemon steppers
Or walk a mile in my shoes, can you keep up?
Don't go and run ya mouth or we gon' catch ya like Katrina
I might knock a nigga out, this clip get heavy, anesthesia
we pop out to your house, I had to make him a believer
momma said I gotta quit the smoking the refer
I asked her, "would you rather that or me toting a Nina?" No Simone
This a

Real life of a stoner
Face it by my dolie, my nigga, I've been a loner
I be smoking stogies about the size of my boner
Tryna get the foreigner, big donuts like Homer
Big f*ck you to masses on dead dawgs, ain't got no owner
Young, wild, and free, shorty know I'm a performer
Shit was my optimal, in my prime like transformers
Hotboxin that truck, that's the real life of a stoner
Real life of a
Real life of a stoner
Face it by my dolie, my nigga, I've been a loner
I be smoking stogies about the size of my boner
Tryna get the foreigner, big donuts like Homer
Big f*ck you to masses on dead dawgs, ain't got no owner
Young, wild, and free, shorty know I'm a performer
Shit was my optimal, in my prime like transformers
Hotboxin that truck, that's the real life of a stoner
Real life of a

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