Rapper Weed

Lyrics

Clear skies, white walls
 Sunshine in my rearview as the night falls
 Listenin' to old Kanye feelin' like new Kanye (Hey-hey-hey)
 My life in harmony like two Wanyas (Okay)
 I shouldn't have to tell you that I been here
 This is not a gimmick, please don't push me to my limit
 I be gettin' tired of bein' friendly (Tired of bein' friendly)
 I go hard until my tank is empty ('Til my tank is empty)
 I'm not really in the competition, oh
 Hatin' me won't ever get you mentioned, oh
 I stay in my lane, oh, I stay in my lane
 I be drivin' new terrain but my view never change
 Lil' mama fly as a plane, she got that G5, yeah
 Thoughts of me droppin' the top, don't make me hand her the whip
 All we been smokin' is guilt, she 'bout to roll up again
 But we ain't even gettin' high no more, uh-uh
 Nah, we ain't even gettin' high no more, uh-uh
 Nah, we ain't even gettin' high no more, uh-uh
 Nah, we ain't even gettin' high no more, uh-uh
 Nah, we ain't even gettin' high no more (Yo yo, aw man, shit)
 She keep on askin' me, "Why that blunt still ain't went out?" Uh
 You lose your patience, say, "Fuck it, just put that shit out"
 And lately we both ain't been out, been hidin' up in our consciousness
 Tryna tell me, "Be moderate," shit, we boostin' our tolerance, uh
 Let's smoke the papers, that red-eye fade 'til we know the pages, uh
 Let's know the matrix that hide the truth, we not in it, face it
 Runnin' through your days with no steady pace, fool you racin'
 To your own demise, we ain't finna make it, I keep on sayin', uh
 I call, you call, both calls get missed, yeah, uh
 Won't call you back, I text you pics, yeah, uh
 I keep the roach, I smoke the tips
 I hurt my thumb, I burn my lips and shit
 I need to smoke to be straight
 I gotta get me some bands
 I cop the eighth like every day
 Borrow that shit from my mans
 'Til I forgot to go pay, he told me, "Never again"
 Now I ain't even gettin' high no more
 Lil' mama fly as a plane, she got that G5, yeah
 Thoughts of me droppin' the top, don't make me hand her the whip
 All we been smokin' is guilt, she 'bout to roll up again
 But we ain't even gettin' high no more, uh-uh
 Nah, we ain't even gettin' high no more, uh-uh
 Nah, we ain't even gettin' high no more, uh-uh
 Nah, we ain't even gettin' high no more, uh-uh
 Nah, we ain't even gettin' high no more
 

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Duration
02:40
Key
7
Tempo
147 BPM

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