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him with my tre pound
I ain't playing with these niggas
Where they right now? (where they at)
You ever get free smoke it come with discount
Now who that

my A Levels
I try my best just to remain settled
But the irony is easy to see
In music I've got an E at my GCSE
By then most kids were high on
E's

eyes
I don't even gotta smoke
The scent of you gets me high

I need somebody like you
Somebody like you to save me
I need somebody like you
Somebody like

when we drive by
Thats Mexican sci-fi
Trucks with the lifts and high beams to match the sky line
Divine time say
Go and get foo it's your destino

surprise yo most these guys aren't even close to worthy
I know that I was chosen by a greater power surly
I know in time I'll grow if I'm suppose to I don't

Back in High School when I ain't never give a shit
Back when everyone was going, super ballistic
I rather smoke weed, steal from Audrey and Selwyn

you get your drink on
Mother Father Sister Bro
Love is the message
But war be the front page
In this mess-age
Ghetto celebs spread
by the hundred
Macked

Blue toes
I don't care about what they say, I've been by myself
Two tone
Lately I've been feeling okay, I don't need your help
Who knows
Might make

finna rage again
I'm going ham
Hearing all the critics
I don't really give a damn
All the twitter fingers
And the talking in the stands
By the time I'm

eye and stay grounded
But not inclined no Calvin
High stepping through this lifetime
Dead ass steady searching for a life line
Black truth muddied up by

I sit alone while the smoke from wildfire sneaks through the window. The world's getting tired. Still say your name out loud, even though I left you

rubber
Sun is out, so it's summer
On the island we smoke tropicana
Chillin' by the pool, cabana
Tonight we eatin' dinner not supper
I got rich, I was

through & raise hell

(Verse 2)

Let me be brief, case at my side
Fall in line, get blown away by designs
This one's for flight, my altitude is high
Tested

wait to smoke your boots come ride me like a Western
Yeah cow girl this cowboy, that’s what I requested
Then I’m back to the grind eating cake for

It's a back handed complement to a white painted wall
You can't knock me out my element 
nigga what i stand for
Niggas high smoke like Marley and wanna

Some' bout that body
Eco friendly
Small waist baby send me
Sky high girl you can't be this real
I'm taken aback no faking
I left still shaken
My skin

niggas gonna get your proof
Every day I listen to the greats
All the albums and the mixtapes
Takin itty-bitty pieces tryna add em to myself
Till the time

It's hard, said the man, to get into heaven
If gold and silver weigh you down

Conjurers of big banking 
Your trick of light is a dark thing
Oh,

don’t smoke weed
How very selfish of me
Now that I’m so high
I don’t realize that you’re not having a good time
And if not for the punk band on stage

sponsored by lipo 
Might go crazy on the beat go psycho 
I know all about the beef like bystro bistro 
All about the green like Geico pipes blow 
Smoke in

skip lessons
My dreams are getting bigger
The stars has got blessings

The moments of thinking
(Hit)
I used to call sessions
Blinded by the white smoke

I wonder what it's like to meet me, see my face for the very first time
Am I someone that you'd hold on to, or someone that you would pass by
If I

grow 
Only the bros get to standby me and glo
Really I honor the code 
All on my own 
But Im never alone haunted by demons and ghost 
Thats reasons for

But it's swift
Catch my drift
Breeze
Move the trees
Dealer scripts
Writes gets you high
The mind lifts
Heaven on Earth
Divine gifts
Star Player
Kobe