Ease your mind a little bit.
Light up that blunt.
Light up that mud.
Light up.
Live back that sun rule.
Live back your shit, man.
This that shit that we ride to.
This that shit that we vibe to.
It's that shit that we get high to, that gangster music, nigga.
And you can try, but you ain't the boosted nigga.
No, no.
Bad bitches got you feeling great.
Look at my CEO like, CEO, let's get this cake.
Baby, I hit the stage and hoes go crazy.
I'm playing music.
All my hoes got joints.
They fatal.
I hit them all in ball.
Shit.
Throwback after throwback.
Everybody won't take pussy like damn.
You missed the cold.
Smoke coming out my sunroof.
A nigga shining.
Nigga love getting pussy, love rock and dime.
You got kids in this world.
Nigga, how do you beat this?
And you don't need no nigga.
Be independent.
It's murder, murder, nigga, beat them.
Nigga's fighting now.
Gotta keep that purr, purr, purr.
Ease my mind.
Smoking on Smurfo.
Ease my mind.
It's that shit that we get hired to.
It's murder, murder, murder.
Gotta keep it loud.
This that shit that we ride to.
Yeah, smoking on purple.
He's my man.
It's that shit that we get high to.
It's murder, murder, murder.
Gotta keep getting down.
It's that shit that we ride to.
I know the game.
I know the street.
I got the rap.
You got the beat.
And we gonna lay it down real sweet.
So y'all can ride head vibin' side to side I don't want shit from my fans but this
Feel a real nigga vibe when you're down and out from nobody.
Trust nobody.
When you got bread, it seem like everybody love you.
It's still fucked up, man.
In certain cases, believe it.
They still racist.
I can see it on them bitches' faces.
That's why I'm smoking and laughing.
I got my grind on.
They don't feel my struggle.
They think my mind gone.
That's why it's murder, murder.
Kill, kill on the corner.
These little niggas got big pistols ready to put that on your soul.
When you die, you might swear to be high.
Is it heaven or hell, or is it all a lie?
That's why I smoke purple on Monday.
Purple on twos.
Look.
Two glass cots so damn blue.
Man, I'm smoking on purple.
Ease my mind.
It's that shit that we get hired to.
It's murder, murder, murder.
This that shit that we ride to.
Smokin' on smirk, don't ease my mind Shoot that shit that we get hired to
It's Murr Murr.
Smokin' on this Doja I done got a bag for cheap Nigga, eyes barely open
And I'm glued to the back seat.
Boots, it took another hitting.
Then he passed it back to me.
This shit must got something in it.
n***a slip some crack on me ain't no crack up in the windows i can barely even breathe got me fumbling and chicken
and almost past the blunt to see got it cloudy in the belly nigga squinting trying to see late don't know what time it is but I know it's time to eat riding dirty bumping riding dirty know how that should be one day you're here and the next day you're gone on repeat
With that nine up in my wreath Cause right now dying ain't for me Man, this pine got me sleepy But I'm too high to go to sleep Must be older when you roll it potent As it posts
to me.
And we rollin' them, smokin' them back to back consistently.
Keep movin', Dutch is feel easy.
Garcia's a Swiss of sweets.
Young Savvies don't really care.
Just put that shit in the air.
Smokin' on Smurf though, ease my mind.
It's that shit that we get high to.
Yeah, it's murder, murder, murder.
Gotta keep it down.
This that shit that we ride to.
Yeah, smoking on purple ease my mind.
It's that shit that we get hired to.
It's murder, murder, murder.
