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necc, my blower close in hand
Im a lightskin nigga , on the LA streets
Remotely controlled by the chronic weed
Dippin' down crenshaw is a serious task

(Benjis)
Dey why I don't smile I ain't friendly
Semi on me and it's smoking
40 can leave you open (Open)
Smoking shit that's potent
Same snottie nose from

gritty
That's why it's so therapeutic
And you know the flow like fluid
Leave a water boy vruin
Always under the influence
Catch me fresh up in the newest

like quién es (Kal) El depredador now
Όχι για εδώ like that shit's για να πάω
Skat like a cat scared by fruit bat on the prowl
Little bird, no crow,

all my strains, I know all the gases
Ice in my veins, man fuck these lil bastards
I don't want no fame, just want guap by the masses
Hate on me cuz your

All of this energy I aint worried bout no enemy
Inner dreams all created by the memory 
Thinking I'm finna free my myself within the beat 
I got

Never too late
To get your head screwed on right
Never had weight
But I'm building up the mass
like I'm Adonis
Trained by Rocky
And I got this
No

summer winter spring middle of the fall Keep it moving head down but you know chins up Lyrics like that will leave a MC stuck
It's late at night
Roll some

I'm tryna' Grind and rewind it 
Pump up up ya' gut like the heimlich Ya body cut like a diamond
Henny got me coasting ain't no need for the chronic

I need another gram ho
Mixed it up with psilocybin
Odyssey how I be gliding
On this hazy spaceship fueled by some chronic

Fuck what they saying
I'd

Baby tell me what's the topic
Tell me bout your fam, and your trips to the tropics
Do you smoke chronic? Partake in the gossip?
Or do you focus

the bars
Leave you dead on the ground get burned by a Jew 
(Too far)
I claim to be a rapper but I can't make a haiku
I'm such a fuckup what am I gonna do?

B
Ironically still sipping Hypnotic, see honestly
The chronic leaves keep me from going psychotic, B
It’s the same day, same scheme, approached by

They leave us breathless
We grieve still choke us
Like a too small necklace
And where was neck less
As legs pressed against us
Stopped our movement
While

the chronic
With that tonic
Have you feeling supersonic
Steady drinking till you vomit
Bitches on me like Adonis
Trying to lick on my cojones
Cuz I got all

Packing up but can I leave
Can I have a place to go
Search for something soothing
Lost the tracks up on the road
I tried to let 'em go
But still I'm

Trusted these bitches & I got finessed
Trap with finesse
I got a whole lot to off my chest
They do me dirty then
Leave me to clean up the mess
Weight on my

my word! It's icky, icky, icky
Baby, come save me
You leave me hanging in your head
Christine-queen-day-dream
Of a super chronic love affair
But if we

girl you got what I need, please don’t leave
Tell my driver pull around with a dollar and a mirror
I normally don’t do this but I think I need a little

the greats
If you know what it is 
Then you know what it ain't 
Go with the pace 
Stayin' totally baked
When you turn it up loud
Speakers smell like chronic

trouble in a scuffle 
No GBP, Hull boys know the struggle 
Hull boys have been to The Deep 
Seen Peter Levy on the TV 
And been dragged round Prinny Quay by

open 
Chronic rolling I've been stoned all day
 No roaches in the crib only ashes in the tray
The way she twerk my eye get stuck 
A girl that bitch you

get this party rocking left the bars so we could pop shit
Maybe level up my profit to be honest 
I'm kinda set up on this bag, Givenchy product leave

when i last prayed at the shrine 
Told me i would die by the knife or the nine
Pussy so wet shit make me seasick
Im stressed out i need the chronic
Under