ion roll wit hype, jus roll my leaf

boy talk loud, ain talk no shit

heardchu hit gas, but dat ain chief

my blunt ride smooth ain no keef

sat on crate, watched errybody spin

front porch view where the slow life win

kush in wind, got jawbone limp

talk move lazy and float like blimp

ain rush nun, jus burn this chill

face look numb but my feel too real

got green in hand like south got field

brung calm wit stank, that’s real deal meal

ain ask blessin, blunt did that

passed it twice, he ain bring it back

eyes all glossy, tone been flat

mind took trip, ain no comin back

he say puff puff pass, i say hush

weed got grip like churchbus clutch

hold that wrap, and take a puff

talk in loop, but thought gone plush

smell like pine off DeKalb hill

boy hit twice, start coughin still

eye go wide, say “ion feel real”

i just laughed, he ain built for seal

roll dat up, roll dat up

err time light hit, whole place hush

roll dat up, roll dat up

got eyes low, voice still plush

roll dat up, roll dat up

leaf twirl slow like smoke off blunt

roll dat up, roll dat up

we ain talk much, weed say nuff

light it slow, let the page turn hush

tongue get thick but the truth don shush

light it slow, whole vibe jus crush

ain loud, but this hit too lush

weed don fix it, but it make room

weed don save ya, but it heal mood

talk in loops, thought ride zoom

still on earth, but i leave soon

errbody smoke but ain all tuned

boy hit gas, still think like groups

mind still dirty, blunt stay truth

boy chase status, i jus do fumes

ain tryna flee, jus fade them rules

folk smoke loud, still act like fools

ride this lane like float on pools

this da elite weedonomics school

i drag slow like drawl in may

face too calm, brain ain stay

blunt go 'round like kids at play

say too much? ion talk dat way

ain post nun, jus post wit my feet

blunt got pull like southside greet

mouth gone dry like southern heat

ain pop off, jus pop my seat

i speak strain, strain speak back

it don solve nun, jus fill that lack

some ride pain, some roll that pack

i roll thought, then peel dat fact

ain no chant, jus smoked on game

folk love noise, i jus smoke and frame

beat come on, i don chase no fame

blunt still go, voice still the same

feel too high, all become one

say ma face blank, say im gone

seeing all clear, all zen, like monk

weed got secrets it shares if chu want

roll dat up, roll dat up

err time light hit, whole place hush

roll dat up, roll dat up

got eyes low, voice still plush

roll dat up, roll dat up

leaf twirl slow like smoke off blunt

roll dat up, roll dat up

we ain talk much, weed say nuff

light it slow, let the vibe jus crush

thought come loose, whole world feel hush

light it slow, dat’s mo than rush

ain loud, but this hit too lush

ain say much, blunt talk say all

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