[Verse 1]
I think back
To them days as a young fiend out
Late at night getting high with my family
Just a kid who don't know better
Smoking weed to ease the pressure
Gettin high by any means
Could give a fuck about the weather
Stormy-stormy, nights
In those long Florida summers kick back
Smoke a sack and get burn
Like no other backpack
Fulla bud, fulla beer and fulla rubbas I be here
To get my dick wet, I ain't worried bout a busta
Now where them fuckin cluckas
[Verse 2]
I'm so high, I'm so high
I don't think I could die
I smoke that funk to feel more well
It helps to ease this world of lies
Cryptic mind with the visions of a psychopath
This day to day I fuckin break
A busta thinking that he's safe
I blow the smoke up in his face
Ain't got no time to conversate
Get hit with funky shit
When baker stepping up in the place
It's the trio here to show you
What the bizz smoke a blunt
And get buck to this evil playa shit
I think back
To them days as a young fiend out
Late at night getting high with my family
Just a kid who don't know better
Smoking weed to ease the pressure
Gettin high by any means
Could give a fuck about the weather
Stormy-stormy, nights
In those long Florida summers kick back
Smoke a sack and get burn
Like no other backpack
Fulla bud, fulla beer and fulla rubbas I be here
To get my dick wet, I ain't worried bout a busta
Now where them fuckin cluckas
[Verse 2]
I'm so high, I'm so high
I don't think I could die
I smoke that funk to feel more well
It helps to ease this world of lies
Cryptic mind with the visions of a psychopath
This day to day I fuckin break
A busta thinking that he's safe
I blow the smoke up in his face
Ain't got no time to conversate
Get hit with funky shit
When baker stepping up in the place
It's the trio here to show you
What the bizz smoke a blunt
And get buck to this evil playa shit
( Baker )
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