| Still blazin, still blazin, still blazin
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| Cause ganja power its so amazin
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| give me the strength and protection, keep praisin
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| each and everydayeeee
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| why can’t everyone just smoke like me?
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| just gimme quiet place and lemme roll my weed
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| where ain’t nobody in my business don’t nobody gotta know
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| let all your conscious go and blow it by the O
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| I’m here but my minds gone
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| and its gettin hard to see you cause my eyes low
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| marijuana minutes, nigga time slow
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| on a kush clock, there’s always time to smoke
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| say I look high? |
| I say I’m high bro
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| still blazin on with me, just facin
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| I remember days when I could only smoke on occasion
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| I couldn’t wait to go and cop from ray and them
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| rollin blunts of 50, stuck in my moms basement
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| had dro for sale but niggas was smokin haze then
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| blew a O a day then, don’t know but somehow I made away
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| and nigga them bills need pay but I’m…
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| why can’t everyone just smoke like me?
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| just get up out my face and lemme roll my weed
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| where ain’t nobody in my business, don’t nobody gotta know
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| lets all learn how to roll and blow it by the O
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| I’m here but my minds gone,
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| 400 a zip nigga that’s what I’m on
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| and I’m gonna re-up as soon as the fires gone
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| smokin og kush from another time zone
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| as the smoke begins to pile on
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| wettin rags and puttin bags over the fire alarm
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| you niggas styrofoam, lightweight
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| I’m on my 13th oz, quite baked
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| you probably go to sleep, ya throat might ache
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| you off that good weed, you need a nice break
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| see I roll j’s up all day and you wont have to put a 8th in
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| they sayin its amazin how I’m. |