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michael knight(chris atchison) - lifted lyrics
sit back and roll up this weed it ain’t no sticks amanda it ain’t no seeds
sit back and roll up this weed i break a whole pound down smoke it with my team in a week just to say we f-cking did it not to mention that we did it and it’s all on camera the managers can’t handle us and the damage is done white owls flying around with the ganja inside blue dreamin waking up to the purple and lime smoke filled the room leaving me coughing and blind drift off in my mind realize that i’m shifting gettin back to the times where my mind didn’t feel this and now i’m like if i was as smart as the next man i probably would’ve inhale the dope smell sooner the big cheif kahuna grabbin on me wevos clutching on the pesos with 8 hoes to tell me to p-ss the blunt i been boofin gettin stuck like i can’t get up ain’t no movin
lookin at em like i might just face those consequences getting blazed when i say but today tho i chose the flame road with no shame who to blame at the end you the same then you win if you sane in the end
keep the benefits and profits riding shotty for deposit in the bank your life is bound to shake now giving you the rules and regulations the run down the high crowns a playground but don’t play around you might p-ss out then wake up the next break of dawn still sp-cin ready for a full out war with those papers still burning em down no music playing but the pack yelling like sirens crowded room smoke still getting thicker than nicki puff twice then -ssist it to nate it’s all great when sittin bent outta shape but it’s even better when receiving the cheddar your flipping then but your not ready for that my homie nate moved the pounds way back what make it crazy it was faster than taps what’s happening now he still eating off that baby moves and i still father the raps the honest truth i get so side tracked so it’s back to packin swisher sweets with the widow see smoke rise like the tempature and further more id rather hit the weed while the windows up so if we cruising all the smoke is coming right back us but back to the crib yeah we probably roll another . one you probably couldn’t hang so tryna fly is like a ant tryna buzz around with a bumble be me naw you couldn’t see through the toxic smoke the air that i breathe a leave a light weight crumbling sorry not sorry i warned you now back to this pack that i brought in aye girl come here here’s how the conversations started
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