Cigs

We got a classic.
Kim
Money
How you tryna tell me to

Aye Ross, sauce it up
Cigarettes, you a never see me smoking
I smoke weed, ask my lungs you think I'm joking
High tolerance, go hand in hand with high dosage

You ain't down to match, then you can't get down with smoking
You ain't rolling with me, then I can't get rolling up with you
Baggage, damn you got a lot of stuff with you
I hate it when you make me feel like I'm stuck with you

Cause I ain't gotta be stuck with you
Fast kid, smoking weed till it's past tense
Haters hating from the back like a ad lib
They can't get up in this group, I'm the admin

Only real motherfuckers I'mma add in
Cut off the fakes, I'mma aim for the head too
Not a baker but I'm steady making bread moves
Gotta win cause I'm tired of taking Ls dawg

Whole wood, I'mma smoke it for myself dawg
And I don't care if you like me, it's kinda pleasing
I got it blue and red, two ice's I keep it freezing
I need them all to freeze when I'm speaking, I got a reason

I know we all going through shit, unleashing demons but let's chill though
Spark a blunt, catch a feel though
I need a million but it's kids that need a meal though
All the hunger in the world, how we heal those

I'm tryna solve problems
Please don't ask me for a
cigarettes
You would never see me smoking, I smoke weed
Ask my lungs you think I'm joking, higher tolerance

Go hand to hand with high dosage
You ain't down to match, then you can't get down with smoking
You ain't rolling with me
Then I can't be rolling up with you

Baggage, damn you got a lot of stuff with you
I hate it when you make me feel like I'm stuck with you
Cause I ain't gotta do shit for you
I ain't gotta be here for you

I ain't got another year for you
I've been reading off my own page
Passing haters up, I think I gave them road rage
But I've been in my own way

Making sure I own things
You can't sell your soul, then expect to do your own thing
I'm a fucking stoner, never lived in the stone age
Pretty fast, but I'ma make my own way

I ain't walking with the demons
Cigarettes, smoke, damn G, I'm barely breathing
I'm inhaling, exhaling, still inhaling
Tell me how the fuck I got here

Damn
See all them flames