Don’t Quit (Smoking and sh*t) lyrics

[Hook]
I roll
A blunt, or a joint.. or I pack my bowl
A one hitter so a n*gga can just smack and go
Last time I said that I'd be done my next hit
Faced the blunt the next six
Guess I'm never gon quit

[Verse 1: Kembe X]
The recoverin undercover overlover of the bud
I roll the swisher nice and snug
Then light the snub and take a tug of it
Seems like as of late I been doing it for the f*ck of it
No struggle I just love when it
Triggers my brain to bubblin
I'm fried..
Quittin I can't say I haven't tried
But at times, I be puffin for the buzz of it
f*ck it, I be.. high as a f*ckin Cubs fan on crack
I told my dealer I'll be back, you can plan on that..
Cause ummm

[Bridge]
Don't Quit n*gga, Don't Quit.. (x6)

[Verse 2: Kembe X]
When I be high, I be observin the f*ck outta sh*t
And when I'm stoned, normal sh*t just make me angry and p*ssed
Like how you from the Chi, but you a Indian's fan
Who the f*ck got all these b*tches wearin indian bands
..You tryna blow to squeeze me into ya plans
If he don't smoke with you, he isn't your mans..
That's how I see it
And I'm never gon' forget my first spliff
Blowin O's of the Oz, n*gga this my first trick
[Hook]

[Break]
*Lighter Flick*

Genesis: "I thought you was done g. Man..."
Kembe X: *Laughs* "...What?"
Genesis: "Man... yo ass trippin"
Alex Wiley: "Kembe, you ain't quit sh*t! .....Ol' lyin ass"

[Verse 3: Alex Wiley]
The Village be... smokin that other sh*t
n*ggas don't know what to call that
And I cop so much that my dealer say 'Ain't no way you gon smoke all that'
n*gga watch me, we stay smokin
Sticky note gang, we stay posted
And it's like 3 below, but that reefer smoke got a n*gga feelin so toasty
And I'm sippin somethin...
Think I need me a couple zips a somethin
Now I'm ridin 'round with a big stupid ass bag like I'm finna take me a trip or somethin
I don't give a f*ck about nothin you sayin b*tch
I can't hear you over this loud
And if you chillin with
The Village b*tch, match a couple if you bout it

[Hook]
[Verse 4: Alex Wiley]
Smokin with Kembe...
Another blunt pearled by the sensei
And my n*ggas gon get Kentucky Fried, like it ain't a f*ckin Wednesday
Not a f*ck to give, not a care in the world
Got a blunt in her hand and her hair in the curlers
And we finna smoke that b*tch..
Maybe later, I'mma poke that b*tch
That bowl packed and that J rolled
And that "Change Clothes" by Jay goin
That flame glowin, yo main goin
She doin the fops if I say so
And for those who's tryna quit, remember the times we had when we lit it..
And I live by the simple phrase my n*ggas, rehab is for quitters

[Hook]

Bridge

Don't Quit n*gga, Don't Quit [x6]