Tryna Smoke
Jhené Aiko
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Wassup man, what you want? Ay, man, let me get a eighth, man You want a eighth? You want that fat eighth or a little eighth? How much money you got? Get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth Alright well, come on in, don't touch nothin' either Smell-smell this, I just got this right here from Cambodia, it's a Cambodia Crispy This ain't no Cambodia Crispy Man, okay, I'ma be honest man, that's really CBD But just give me, just give me thirty seven dollars and you can have that If I could fly I would probably never come down With all of the bullshit confusion on the ground I wish that I was high 'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud So I'm gonna call the bros Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now" I'm tryna smoke I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so hig That's just how I get by-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Lift that bird to the motherfucking sky That's that pill, that's that fire, fire (I'm tryna smoke) Don't you cry, don't you cry, I-I-I ain't full high I'ma ride it, I just need to put my mind at ease (yeah) Someone tell my baby mama I'm just tryna keep the peace I ain't here for all that drama, I'm tryna smoke Life's no fairytale, I know all too well (well) Gotta plant the seed sometimes Then you let it grow Inhale, exhale some more Heaven in Hell If you know, you know That shit is beautiful You gotta just let it go Spark up a blunt and smoke You better blow that shit out, man Yeah, yeah If I could fly (if I could fly, yeah) I would probably never come down (yeah) With all of the bullshit confusion on the ground I wish that I was high 'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud (you know I can't live that way) So I'm gonna call the bros Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now" I'm tryna smoke Tryna keep myself from looking over the edge (over the edge) I know life's a bitch, but she could at least give me head ('least give me head) Sometimes, I mean, is that too much to ask? (Too much to ask) That's why lately I've been smokin' on gas (smokin' gas) I know God is good, I know he keep me alive I be probably talking to him most when I'm high When I'm high, I see all this shit crystal clear When I'm high, I see through the smoke and the mirrors If I could fly I would probably never come down With all of the bullshit confusion on the ground I wish that I was high 'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud So I'm gonna call the bros Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now" I'm tryna smoke He's a janky dealer, why you make me drink? What you want, bruh, what you want, man? Smell some-smell this right here, man Man, it's passion fruit? Man, that's Coleslaw OG, baby The f*ck is Coleslaw OG? Just gimme sixty-five dollars Sixty-five dollars? You got me fucked up Okay, well, give me forty-eight dollars man, come on man That's a fat bag, baby Forty-eight dollars? That's whole ass- you can't even close the bag, man Come on, man, goddamn man, I c- gas is goin' up Gimme-Gimme thirty-nine dollars, damn it
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Written by: Heavy Mellow, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Greg Charles Edwards, Jhene Aiko Chilombo, Micah Evan Powell
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