SL!P - OG

Rollin deep in the kief tray
Got a closet full of cheap skates
And my homie tryna freebase
Yah we keep it in the high stakes
And we fly'n down the highway
Bitch you know we smoke'n high grade
Got that 7Nation heaven flow
While we cooking up some edibles
Kilo only puff incredible
In they go rolling dro
Smoking while they in the store
Don't give a fuck about it anymore
But they don't seem to like it though
And I don't give a fuck about it
But I'm ready so
Rollin up the dankest dro
Light it up and watch it go
Clearing out the memories
Sipping all the Hennessy
Quantize all them 1, 2, 3's
Can't you see
While you drop down to your knees
Asking what your life's about
Even though it's all a dream
Cause you never find a purpose
Living life is automatic
Gotta look below the surface
What you'll see is so fantastic
All these thing are made of plastic
Light it up and watch it burn
Don't breathe in all the smoke
Cause it'll make yo stomach churn
Turn yo head
Make that bread
Please remember what I said
When you piece yo life together
Get a needle and some thread
Wassup
Rollin deep in the kief tray
Got a closet full of cheap skates
And my homie tryna freebase
Yah we keep it in the high stakes
And we fly'n down the highway
Bitch you know we smoke'n high grade
Got that 7Nation heaven flow
While we cooking up some edibles
Kilo only puff incredible
In they go rolling dro
Smoking while they in the store
Don't give a fuck about it anymore
7 gang on the kickback
We just want that relax
Only smoke that icky sticky
Backwoods or that clear wax
Hammy spitting cold facts
Flame On got them beats stacked
Kilos keep us medicated
Third eye on that high track
Some Kodak
No relapse
Yo, fuck the past
Don't need that
We smokin has
That green grass
Yo past the Molly
Gotta see the facts
Gotta make these racks
So I can face the music
Life goes on so I don't fucking lose it
Gotta sing these songs
Gotta write my wrongs
Gotta hit the bong
Till my mind is gone
Gotta kill the verse
So I don't need a hearse
Diving in this motha fucka head first
Not looking back so I don't make it worse
I can see my crown, so imma earn my worth
Taking every instant
Of this fucking competition
Like I'm running the Olympics
Take my gold so now I'm finished

Written by:
Samuel Pyle

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