i be rollin like nun wrong

pack bustin like lunch gone

folks talk gas, dey lungs small

mine thump like a bass drum

yeah

i don chase nun but calm

dat leaf got truth in palm

bruh hit it once, start ventin

said he hate his job, his moms

i’m like damn...

he passed it back

i said nah you need dat mo

sometime dat pack do work

more than talkin ever go

say da smell too loud

say it leak thru coat

say dey know what i’m on

just from how i float

dat’s pressure

dat’s dat wrap-around-your-day-type

dat “i-don-hear-nun-they-say” type

dat “lemme-ride-till-it-feel-right”

yeah, i stay fried

me n mine don pass it

too much soul in rotation

if i twist it, it’s sacred

if it run, i lace it

ion do no keef

leaf natural, blunt basic

but still hit rich

like grandma bakin

dat pressure stay

don come n go

dat pressure stay

you can smell dat road

dat pressure stay

ion loan no puff

dat pressure stay

dat pressure stay

yeah, i had dat blunt out window

music down, world talk slow

cop seen me

eyes red

he ain stop

he already know

dat pressure

keep me still

dat chill can’t be sold

you could buy whole packs

still wouldn’t match my soul

bruh hit da blunt like a stranger

tongue too fast, mind in danger

he say weed make him think

i say weed make me thank her

for real

dat blunt saved sum rage

saved my time, made me age

where i’m from

chu lucky to sit still

dat blunt make it okay

don ask what strain

just know dat thang

got me ridin ‘round like errands

wit no lane

thoughts don’t crash

they float

weed got range

mama said i smell grown

i said, bet not change

dat pressure stay

stay, stay

dat pressure stay

in da ride all day

dat pressure stay

nah we don play

dat pressure

stay

ain runnin

ain worried

got leaf

got peace

ain thinkin

ain rushin

dat gas

got me

blunt in da breeze

no talk, just ease

dem problems be loud

but da gas louder, please

i roll for fun

i roll for need

dat pressure stay

like prayer, like keys