Blunt stoned Lyrics

Woke up making trends

Fuck making my bed

Joke up make some friends

They ducking facts that's been said

Zoned out in my Zen

Stoned once again

Growing out from under like some weeds in cement

I'm native you invasive

I'm dangerously creative

You be lazy and complacent

Never land where you be laying

Whilst I'm at my home throne

Smoking home grown

Just me and karma catching up

Getting blunt stoned

I'm sippin' I'm sippin' the brew

Dragging the blunts I'm actin a fool

Cris got me crossed to the faded I feel isolated so it got me telling the truth

Got used to the pain that it comes with it

Started dishing it out

Now they brains went missing

I'm moving in villainess ways while doing the good like vigilante

I'm constantly bending the rules

Achieving abundance

I switch up my mood everyday

Twisting and turning the cap

I'm turning the bottle exposing the fakes

What real niggas do

I gotta advance to turn up my life its part of the shake

Shake to the globe I'm universal

I kill the set with no rehearsal

I feel the metronome up in my heart beat

Getting the chills in fuller circles

Straight down my spine

The layers, the lines, the climb, the drop

Side of the truth that I find

Strictly the players

But lately it really feel like I be on the side line

Blunt stoned, yeah don't give a fuck a puff away

Zoned out in my Zen I'm high again I smoke the blunt away

I'm dangerously creative

Cris got me crossed to the faded

These melodies wont be unappreciated

I'm getting chills in fuller circles

Copy pasting my own journal

Getting high on the herbal

Call me poet like I'm Virgil

I'm smoking on that purple kush

Get rich in a button push

VVS rings w a handful of tush

Don't got a lot of time on my hands

But I got a rollie and I got a lotta Keif residue

Spliff lit up I'm alone in my room

Gimmie room cuz I'm busy got a lot of fucking things to do

Spending up all my revenue

On the shit I love to do

Rap flows beats to me, this aint nothing new

Couple women coming through

Huck her in my bedroom

Gotta take her soul to give myself head room

Yeah...now I can think

I got the dopamine all in my brain

Call me the fiend the demon awaits

I'm dropping bombs aint throwing grenades

They saying I smoke too much weed

I'm making a stain

Shit is real hard to sustain

Bitch please don't ruin my high

So leave me alone

And please let me create

Blunt stoned I don't give a fuck I puff away

Don't got a lot a time on my hands but I smoke the blunt away

I'm spending all my revenue

Couple women coming through

Roll spliff up w some Keif residue

Got the dopamine to circulate

I'm dropping bombs not grenades

I'm high to take the pain away

So leave me alone to create

Whilst I compose flows

In my home throne

Just me and karma catching up getting blunt stoned