Lyrics:
come along mate and grab your plate, let's have a barbeque!
When the steaks are burning fiercely, and the smoke gets in your eyes
Oh when the sausages
don't cry
Your second hand smoke gets in my eyes
So be careful of who you trust
Because their baggage could easily end up on your shoulders
It weighs
Supreme and I buy away yuh
Moonrock I smoke in the hide away
(That is a fact)
I get an 8th of shrooms
Now watch my eyes dilate dilate
(Yuh)
Now watch my
(Yuh!)
Lend me your ears I tell you fears of mine
Make it to paradise get there in time (Yuh!)
Shots get flagrant huh, pay the fine
Spot get vacant huh,
not get on my nerves
Where these people cross, they way better than Kyrie Irving
If you don't like being in heat, then why you touch the firmness
Tried
that
Just sit back relax
And enjoy the view
Roll another l, avoid the news
Take in the moment, visually own it
Burn it in the back of your eye lids for
left
Look to me to your right
Look together to the future standing side by side
Put our hands up, head down, both eyes closed
Breathe in heart
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
gets in your eyes
Yeah, It's hard to find true magic in your life
When you're mesmerized by a smoke and mirrors guy
And it's hard not to let them see you
angry
Are you angry
Are you angry
Are you angry
(I'll smoke all of your weed in one sitting)
Are you angry
(I'll smoke all of your weed in one bowl)
Are
eyes on me
Lil Baby said Yes Indeed
You're a caller, call what you see
I don't care just let me be
I'm a hustle everyday (Day)
Just so I can get paid
Watch how live gets, like a jungle so pack your survival kits, huh
Me and Redman been rollin for years
In the place wildlifin' doing Britney Spears
a meteor
Let your eyes roam
Heaven is beautiful
It's almost like home
Children get ready
It's time to come home
I want to believe in
A dreamless
to go
Now everytime I hit that wood I blow smoke in the sky
I know you closer to cloud 9 my boy so go on and get high
I see your mama shaking her head
smoke)
Roll and smoke
Can we get any more high?
Roll some more
I jus wanna (I wanna roll I wanna smoke)
Get high some days
Wanna blow my problems
to come back like Bronx rap
Storm like the Redcoats through anything in my path
First, you shining like sterling, then you broke like brick in Berlin
was inspired by all of my friends
To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in
Projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up (wassup?)
Cocaine
the world was ending then I'd probably get high and do coke in my Benz
They tell me quit rapping bout drugs and money And think bout your family and friends
[Repeat: x8]
What they really want
Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all
Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggas with the guns
telesupersonic
Keys in the bonnet, car's looking new
Air conditioning inside it too
So I smoke the weed til dem eye's dem bleed
Don't think my luv is on twigs
to save his lunch.
He's got two sardine sandwiches,
Runnin' back on in to save his lunch.
He gets inside n' there's all this funny smoke
Floatin'
something, smoke a little something
Kick back and then floss
Chiefin' that Indica in the cut
Tell my anxiety to get lost
Fuck a pill, only numb the pain
When I look into your eyes I end up losing my breath
You look in mine, this as real as it gets
I just wanna ball out for you like I played for the nets
scent
Or tell by my grin or look at my eyes they both got a slant
Don’t get it twisted... just cuz I’m bent
Don’t mean that I bend easy now that that’s
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