Verse 1 [Chiddy]: Yea, Yea Summer morning's we be smokin' in the sunshine Done trying shit, we got it done one time Cause if they pull us over, then they'll smell the scent And I'm straight, but the kush got me hella bent This type of practice is most effective when under tents Around the atlas they do it and I am so convinced That you can never find it cheaper than what they have charged Got the medical on deck, I play my cards Yea I met her in the tenth grade And when I hit her, she take me back to the old days Yea coming up we was the opposite of so paid Wanted the Jordans. We blunted, we had no J's And I got us all so you should know we all we got Started from Starbuck's now we at the coffee shop And this reflecting is the feeling I'm accepting So the money I'm investing, hope the boys aren't arresting
Chorus [eldee the Don]: Sitting back as the days go You know we make pay roll Yea, we get high as the ceiling Can't fight the feeling Say I got a couple issues, I got a couple Issues I can't leave my smoke We get high as the ceiling Can't fight the feeling
Verse 2:
Yea we can't be all-stars Life hits you man that shit can catch you off-guard Take an L ride, there's a lot of benefits But when you smoking in the car you start to reminisce One day you moving in, freshman year conversatin' The next moment you a senior and you're graduatin' I was in college then I found my super powers And I smoked a bit of sour, class is over in an hour Like why the semester ain't over yet? And they some young bulls, tell me why they ain't older yet And if they said we wasn't faded better doubt it all Frat parties with the alcohol So give me Coca-Cola. A hater tell them hola Year I'm a money holder, and ain't nobody colder Fuck it I be a star. I'm on my supernova I can't fight the feeling, we smoke until it's over
Chorus:
Sitting back as the days go You know we make pay roll Yea, we get high as the ceiling Can't fight the feeling Say I got a couple issues, I got a couple Issues I can't leave my smoke We get high as the ceiling Can't fight the feeling