Ashes

We was smoked out
Feeling heavenly
Playing Frankie Beverly
Something made in the 70's
Everybody know us
When we show up
We celebrities
Copped a purse for her
From the Gucci and the Beverly
Didn't have to say a word to her
It's telepathy
Gave me all her knowledge
Right there on her Lexus seats
She let me come
Wouldn't let me leave
I left the car
But I left my weed

Called my homie Washeyi
He was parlayed on the west side
Told him bout my story
He said try my best to get high
It's just photosynthesis
Growing thru out my sentences
Scented with an aroma I roll up and start remembering



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Writer(s): S Jones
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