- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
All these hazes dug a hole so deep
The stairway to heaven feels so goddamn steep
Feeling free on only the years that leap
Only buying love for a price that's cheap
Everyone's saying it's only a faze
When I be trapped in a never ending maze
Keep telling myself that there's an escape
Repeating myself hope it's not too late
It's my fate to be remembered
Not just only as a cult church member
Mixing up my emotion in the blender
Dancing like the 21st night in September
Let me paint a picture of what I'm talking bout
I'm bout to spark the spliff so please just put your phone down
Do you even hear the words that's coming out my mouth
I told you once I told you twice so please just get on out
I told you once
I told you twice
I told you thrice so get the fuck up out my life, bitch
Fill up my lungs with that milky smoke
Take it all in one hit one toke
Take too much and you'll cough you'll choke
Take too much and you'll tear up your throat
Fill up my lungs with that milky smoke
Take it all in one hit one toke
Take too much and you'll cough you'll choke
Feeling better you good let's go
Fill up my lungs with that milky smoke
Take it all in one hit one toke
Take too much and you'll cough you'll choke
Take too much and you'll tear up your throat
Fill up my lungs with that milky smoke
Take it all in one hit one toke
Take too much and you'll cough you'll choke
Feeling better you good let's go
(Put more flavor on it, make it taste good)
I bust more bars than unbuilt scaffolding
I spit shit that hit and I ain't withholding
Squig the undead bust in your broken speaker
Vampire slayer bitch I barely know her
Getting mad cheese and getting mad cheddar
Smoking hella weed and feeling hella better
Living out my life and it's better than yours
Fucking fat bitches going on tours
Out making plays and I'm out making scores
Out getting laid and I'm making them sore
Staying up late sipping on the Jim Beam
Thinking how nobody is ever how they seem
Bitches always tell me that I'm so goddamn mean
Bitches only want my oil I'm a fucking machine
(I'm a fucking machine, I'm a fucking machine
I'm a fucking mushy mushy)
I'm coming to the rescue like I'm Superman
Soaring through the city with a blunt in my hand
Third Wheel on the mic Third Wheel on the beat
Flow so sweet Stan Smiths on my feet
This shit it so sick yeah this shit's so nasty
This shit is so great like that motherfucker Gatsby
I'm eating up the game like it's motherfucking Zaxby's
I ain't gonna shoot you but won't you pass the gat please
I'm on the top shelf like I'm Johnny Walker
All these other motherfuckers on the bottom like Taaka vodka
I give it to you like Biggie Smalls who shot ya
I give it to you like Biggie Smalls big poppa
This is the hour that we will devour
We got the power of a cellular tower
Hit you with the led shower got you pushing up flowers
Tasting like sweet and sour taking what is ours
I told you once
I told you twice
I told you thrice so get the fuck up out my life, bitch
Fill up my lungs with that milky smoke
Take it all in one hit one toke
Take too much and you'll cough you'll choke
Take too much and you'll tear up your throat
Fill up my lungs with that milky smoke
Take it all in one hit one toke
Take too much and you'll cough you'll choke
Feeling better you good let's go
Fill up my lungs with that milky smoke
Take it all in one hit one toke
Take too much and you'll cough you'll choke
Take too much and you'll tear up your throat
Fill up my lungs with that milky smoke
Take it all in one hit one toke
Take too much and you'll cough you'll choke
Feeling better you good let's go