Lyrics:
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
face
Or stress'll take a dumb nigga, give him a new case
That shit I used to tell my walkie
Lil' Itchy, all he did was smoke weed and drink coffee
I
it'll take em years to bite it
Which the greatest fears I don't write it it just appears outta no where like da
Information contain by the phycic like it
Well come with me to a place by the sea,
If your ship breaks down, you can always find me,
And Dirty J chillin' underneath the shady tree,
Our fans
Come with me to a place by the sea
If your ship breaks down you can always find me
Dirty J chillin' underneath the shady tree
My fans are always
two cents too yourself
I smoke a j just for my health
In my room all by myself
Red dot that's a headshot
Like Lloyd babygirl I make the bedrock
up
Eight cups of this potion I need to wake up
Weed smoke hang on the homies like a hanker
Chiefin' on this reefer it's leakin' out the speakers
Studio
lines between the love & hate
Either way I pray they hold the pearly gates open
Weed smoke just to get me in focus
I swerved the wraith
I hope the police
Whoa, I
Flow like
Oh, I
That J. Cole
Won't toe lines
You ain't worth keepin quiet bro guy
So used to niggas keeping all they disrespect in disguise
Ain't
the you get a 10 I don’t even smoke weed straight I don’t give a fuck we ain’t fuckin the same. Shit I’m on and off and I don’t know what’s going on and I
hard to find my peace, and every time I try
I just wanna shout, but I decide to grind my weed
I'm not sure, but I think you've been blowing smoke up my
in the morning
Seven o'clock, smoke clouds are forming Stop it, boy, Don't tell me nothing
Weed is my cologne, they can smell me coming Telephone
the wrong time”
I want to thing Durk I mean Indya for the last line
Smoke weed for past time
I never thought that you could hurt me
But I’m leaving for
of a myth
Yeah that's natural selection hope y'all end up eatin shit
I smoke hella weed every mufuckin day
God damn i need a baddie who gon roll me up a j
you
Smoking dope and K, gotta sit, shit made me feint
Escaped to Davey J's off of three weed pastries ate
But now it's got me thinking "Ay, this O
always been
Smokin
I'll by a half a pound today
Next week I'm
Probably reloading
I roll up all these fuckin j's
On god I always be floatin
no tucks
Chief away on the J get a strain a day ay
Stick around for a groove or two
I feel the beat to compete on a one-way street
Roll weed you would
omits the learning
Though I'm hardly eager
With young leaders that smoke
And resemble Justin Bieber
I'm him
J Black heart
Thinking of some sick shit to do
Where all this been coming from
All this trouble you been finding
Where you found a gun
I just barely got over all that weed smoke in your lungs
Now
smoking
Yeah you know we drinking
Got the whole place stinking
Rolling up my THC
Got the whole place smelling cuz I'm lighting up this sage
So much smoke in
I work both jobs get home and smoke weed
Ain't getting no pussy that's the shit a nigga need
I'm slitting my wrist watch it drip and it bleed
on the bustas then we dine
Eatin' dinner by candlelight
Be alert and put in works
With a thugs passion i'm a king
And you the queen up in thugs mansion
Me, I'm
'til I'm all out
And you know I go get it
Charm on the J match the Pitzberg fitted
Eyes real low, I keep the smoke litted
Lean to the side, so Pitzberg
livin' real phat
Never had the sack but I smoked a little crack
Crushed up in the weed, we call 'em bass rock Caddies
Goin' on them grimmies make them ho's
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