For My Smokers lyrics
by Chris Travis
(Verse 1)
Well A n*gga Stay High In The f*ckin Sky
Dont Know When Ima Die So A n*gga Gotta Fly
This World Is Full Of Lies
So A n*gga Gotta Go
To A f*ckin Place I Ain't Never Been Before
Kush Gotta n*gga Eyes Red And Low
Inhale The Fumes Of That Deadly Smoke
What The f*ck You Need Cuz We Get It For The Low
n*gga Go Broke Trynna Get That f*ckin Ganja
I Just Wanna Smoke And Escape From My Problems
Sit Back And Chill Cuz That Weed Will Solve them
Hit My Plug Up And I Dont Never Call Him
One Text Message Will Solve All The Problems
Trill n*gga Smokin On that Motherf*ckin Indo
Hot Box Shawty Never Let Down The Window
Smoked Out In This b*tch With No f*ckin Tint Though
See The 5-0 Then You n*ggas Better Get Low
(Hook)x2
Gone Turn This sh*t Up So You Can Zone Out
This Is For My People Who Be f*ckin Smoked Out
In The f*ckin Back And You Know Im Loc'ed out
Watch Out For The Boys Cuz you Know Them Damn Folks Out
(verse 2)
I Just Wanna Smoke n*gga I Dont Bother nobody
But They Wanna Bother Me Cuz Im Smoking On Chronic
sh*t Real Shady Make me Sick To My Damn Stomach
f*ck The Police b*tch Let Me Smoke My Damn Ganja
(Hook) x7
I Just Wanna Smoke My Weed In f*ckin Peace