Fire Flyz ft. Just Terry Lyrics

I'm faded, you know I'm fried You can tell if you look in my eyes

I roll it and grind, I stay with designer weeds

Every time I leave, she start cryin' More money came with more lies

More secrets, but some we couldn't hide Blunts lit, look like fireflies

New condo, got a high rise Sold pies just to survive

New bitch, new ass, and new thighs Another blunt full of spinach, Popeye

I'm in a high rise, how I'm s'posed to lay low

I got some people hate me, but it's okay though

Some of them in boxes, but none of them on cable

But they don't wanna work, uh, label him disabled

Worst thing about leacher, uh, they usually ungrateful

Type to ride the horses, never clean the stable

I know they should take me in, cause I'm not really stable

Maybe on a bad day, wonder what I'm labeled

But I can't snake my brother, I ain't cane and able

I be smokin' pot, I got the sauce without a ladle

Had to tell the waitress, bring the bottles to the table

Flamin' up a blunt, gon' make a million, if I'm able

I'm faded, you know I'm fried You can tell if you look in my eyes

I roll it and grind, I stay with designer weeds

Every time I leave, she start cryin

More money came with more lies

More secrets, but somethin' we couldn't hide

Blunt lit look like fireflies

New condo, got a high rise

Sold pies just to survive

New bitch, new ass, and new thighs

Another blunt full of spinach, Popeye