G-Box Da Smoke - High Times (feat. Emcee Bleek)

Made boss moves for the right cause, dealt ma cards made the right call
If I take a loss till the plan fall, trench coat strapped with the sawed off
Move so slick catch u off guard, flash like Gordon I'm slang talkin
Roll 10 deep not the whole squad, smoked out the rooms at the ritz Carlton
Hit ma bitch she be on that shit, came to the crib she be on a that dick
If I gotta leave she be on that quick, smoke ma weed n get off that bitch
Days of the past days turn to nights
Light ma smoke, slam all nite
Cruise thru the city, had me thinkin way I can move thru the city, I flew thru the city
Hold ma grip n I cant lose it, pray to ma God that I don't use it
Niggaz that be talkin really look foolish, I smoke ma blunts while I make music
Dope track, hold that I pass that shit nigga smoke that
Hit ma nigga Bleek he got more pack
Grab ma blunt watch me roll that
Apple fritter gmo gelato 41 I'm talking bacio jungle boys gg number 4
I be high so I forget simple shit really I should know
Not literally but I smoke every single minute yo
Now that weed legal home we blow weed at the law
Can't believe it's going on but free them niggas in the hole
He was just tryna make it home but he locked up for dro
Now that same shit legal and I'm able to freely smoke
What the fuck is going on tell me what the hell was wrong
I thought it was United States feel like divided all along
What's going wrong I hope somebody hear this song that's in position
Politics won't even kick it dollas gotta be specific
I be high as shit bitch I don't wanna sit wit this shit
That's why I spitting this shit box just let me vent on this shit
Take it easy this spliff got some fronto up in this shit
iight that's enough of my shit pass it to the front of this bitch

Written by:
Kwabena Boateng, Meliak Whitaker

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