roll one wide let the air come in

ceiling fan spin like a record been sinnin

i ain tryna go i ain tryna hide

i’m good right here jus let me ride

sun sink slow like it owe me sum

mama yellin out da back yall done

we ain even start but dat her way

grill cold but the vibe still play

neighbor talkin loud but it don bother

he speak in half truths like my father

i light up slow let da leaf catch flame

dis one sweet like it know my name

mail still stackin i jus peek at it

bills bold red i laugh let em sit

everythin due even me

but not today not wit dis tree

my feet black from da dirt n walkin

shirt smell loud like it started talkin

i ain fresh but i feel real clean

weed got me sittin where i cant be mean

ice meltin in a dollar cup

stick to my lip but i don get up

my girl say im slowin life to a crawl

i say im savin it lil bit at a time is all

ash fall in folds my pants know da drill

i flick wit care like im signin a will

old dog barkin he seein ghosts

or maybe he high too we both doin most

back steps cracked but they hold my weight

same spot i learned how to levitate

first puff was rough had to fake my face

now i roll fat like a warm embrace

every drag a page out da nothin book

i don write much but i still look

for quiet dat feel like a second skin

and this blunt got room for both of us in

roll one wide let the air come in

ceiling fan spin like a record been sinnin

i ain tryna go i ain tryna hide

i’m good right here jus let me ride

if i move it slow

if i speak it low

if i roll it true

n dat all i do