| What’s up?
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| Lil’Rob
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| Back on my own
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| The way it should be The only way that it can be Let’s take to the sky
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| Pack my pipa full of grieffa
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| Just like my woman
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| I could never leave her, cheat her, need her
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| So I take a puff and another puff
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| Exhale, then I take a breather
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| Cause I’ll take my time and do it right
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| I know where I’ll be tonight
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| Clouding the night in my mind
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| Feelin’fine, this is mine
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| You wanna get high?
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| Well come back another time
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| When you really want to fly
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| Cause I plan to take it to the point
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| Where I don’t know my name
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| Won’t even know where I’m at But want to come back
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| To this place, where I sit
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| Rather your lips will take a hit
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| Prepare for licked, bring the pipe
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| Or a spliff I hit is swiff
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| God’s gift, to this world, got me in a twirl
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| In a whirl, everything I see is plural
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| I’m just blasing, hallucinating
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| And I can’t lie, smoking crepa chocolate tie
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| Lemon teardrops falling from my eye
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| Take to the sky, on my natural high
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| Till the day I die
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| Take to the sky, of the natural high
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| Loving you more till the day I die
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| Take to the sky, of the natural high
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| Loving you more
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| I can smoke it on my own
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| Never leave me alone
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| I’m in my zone
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| Stoned to the bone
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| Me in the dark, sittin’in the park
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| Forgettin’everything that hurts my heart
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| So I spark another joan, what’s the poem?
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| Escape from reality, into a fantasy
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| That’s sexuality, feel the passion
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| When the smoke is passin'
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| Everlastin’type of bud
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| When I smoke my buds
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| Takes me to a place
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| Smile upon my face
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| Cause she sets me free
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| From the things I see
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| Let me be somebody, hear my plea
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| It’s only me, I’d rather be lonely
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| Roll it on my own, cause I hold my own
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| Toke it on my own, used to think of dyin'
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| Now I think of flyin', like I’ve never flown
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| Spread my wings and fly
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| Why lie? |
| It’s something that I can’t deny
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| Take to the sky, on my natural high
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| Till the day I die
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| Take to the sky, of the natural high
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| Loving you more till the day I die
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| Take to the sky, of the natural high
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| Loving you more
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| Life is like a maze
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| Gots me in a craze
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| So I hide away in marijuanas maze
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| Change my evil ways
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| Stay another day
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| Captured in the rapture
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| Love the way she plays
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| Gots me feelin’very loose
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| Dizziness, love it when I feel like this
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| I’m real like this, smokin’all this flavored shit
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| It’s time to call it quits
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| But once again my lighter flicks
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| And I take another puff
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| Just can’t get enough
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| Of this happiness
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| Smoking canibus
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| Devotion to my potent potions
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| What I’ve chosen, love it when my time is frozen
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| Gots me in that motion, like I’m close to floatin'
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| Takin’to the sky, when I want to fly
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| And I’m sittin’on my cloud, like Joe Buton
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| Don’t stop now, la grafepa gone, and I’m gone
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| It’s the wicked, slicked, slide, type a guy
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| With, it’s something that you can’t deny
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| Take to the sky, on your natural high
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| Till the day you die
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| Take to the sky, of the natural high
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| Loving you more till the day I die
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| Take to the sky, of the natural high
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| Loving you more
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| Ooooo
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| Lil’Rob
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| Roll me another, mmmmm
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| Feels so good up in my chest
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| No stress
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| When I’m smoking on Maryjane
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| Ooooo, she’s callin’my name
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| No doubt about it Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Take to the sky
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| Take to the sky, of the natural high
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| Loving you more till the day I die
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| Take to the sky, of the natural high
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| Loving you more
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| Take to the sky, yea |