CHIP VERSE: A nigga like me be so gone Eyes so low that a nigga gotta throw his locs on Wonder what them folks on That’s what they be asking Dumb kush we smokes on Smell it when a nigga pass And, we getting to the cash And, you can see a nigga shining Just a lil gold a couple hoes Couple two three diamonds Up in the hood where you find them Unless he out on the road Every show gotta bag for the blow And patron all my niggas gettin throwd Like they posed to cause life is short & filled with lots of grief and doubt So I just pull that bag of colorful frosty leaves on out & free my scalp
I mean free my mind a puff at a time I’m up all the time I’m up on the grind So a red bull and a blunt would be fine Just wanna feel fine just wanna kill time Just wanna relax & think of a rhyme
Don’t really like sippin cause I get to trippin my nigga just roll up a heep of that pine And only bring a lil bit for the trip just in case we get blurped by 5-0 (sir you look hy) I know But I prefer my eyes low
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CUDI VERSE: They say easy friend there u go talking bout weed again prolly cause of that weed in him yes and no cause and effect is what most dont know doing bad or like mike say i could be doing wrong forget about the obvious context of song but your brain where it belong cant we just all get a bong and tag along and we float we kids with hope better to cope when you smoke dog please dont miss what a nigga tryna get you thinking bout we outside because my momma in the house puff puff pass with yo bitch ass back in high school smoke weed when i cut class and now im an addict tragic stay rolling up while reclining happy looking down see my jesus peice shining good look yeezy now i stay blinded by that light somebody pass me that shell to the right yes im going ill be outtie and you can find me ill be chilling back ill be chilling jack and lets goooo
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Compositores: Leon A Huff (Huff Leon), Kenneth Gamble (Gamble Kenny), Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi (Kid Cudi), Christian Kalla (Christian Henri Kalla) ECAD: Obra #4531567 Fonograma #1939349