Cruisin'

Fear and Loathing
These Warm Nights in Denver
CRUISIN

Floatin on that purple mountain majesty
Makin love to an angel off of hennessey
Zoomin while I'm Boomin bikin solo
Blazin on a suzan might hit yo phone
Thinkin bout you
YEAH
Thinkin bout life
How I never meant to fall in love
But I fell for your type

I Spent a lot of Alexander Hamiltons
On Alexander wang
Just to sell my soul
So I can Sell these heaux a dream

Yeah it's money over bitches
That's what every nigga scream
Till they lonely in a mansion
Overdosing in they sleep

Whiskey on the rocks
In my red solo cup
Pop a xan it's alright
Won't nobody give a fuck

I'm so sick of being lonely
And sick of feelin stuck
I know heaven must be real
I feel it when I smoke a blunt

Smokin weeeed
YEAH YEAH
Cruisin

SMOKIN WEEEED
Cruising

Just roll one up And lose yo focus
We smoke the dopest
We pray to be next to God like Joseph
And this is the closest

I Burn up a bush
And Lead the smokers
More like im Moses

Right into the thickest of clouds
Been hopeless
But that was some old shit

I Been on my Bidness now love me
They Swearin they love me
I'll only pull up if they gone plug me
Cause shit will get ugly

When it aint no tree around
Been Lucky
When Mary come hug me
When they wanna see me down
She up me We crusin the counrty
Till I go im

I Spent a lot of Alexander Hamiltons
On Alexander wang
Just to sell my soul
So I can Sell these heaux a dream

Yeah it's money over bitches
That's what every nigga scream
Till they lonely in a mansion
Overdosing in they sleep

Whiskey on the rocks
In my red solo cup
Pop a xan it's alright
Won't nobody give a fuck

I'm so sick of being lonely
And sick of feelin stuck
I know heaven must be real
I feel it when I smoke a blunt

Smokin Weeed
Cruising

Smokin Weeed
Cruisin



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Palmer, Anthony Porch
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