Medical (feat. Grizzly Adams)
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
Spark it up
Time to reach another level
Going dark
Yeah, I'm running with the devil
I need to focus
So I'm smoking concentrate
I have a pot card
So I always got the bomb to bake
It's OG18
Stay with gold and never green
Super Lemon, Sour Blue
I'm dabbin' like a fiend
They deemed it evil
Now it's all about the CREAM
Ever since it's legal
Seems like I'm living in a dream
It was all a dream
All day baker
No air just vapor
Besides craft beer
I'm straight edge like a razor
Spent time with the drugs
Now it's only medical, now its only medical
Don't need nothing else 'cause I puff incredible
Blow my mind to smithereens
On that live resin
Yo you ain't fucking with my team
You ain't fucking with my team
Blow my mind to smithereens
To join the revolution
First turn off your TV screens
Lets boogaloo
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
I need some medical
Need to hit the sto'
Supplies running low, running low
Dabs to the dome
Some RSO
Puts me in another zone, another zone
Rolling up a bone
Tinctures 'til I'm gone
700mg plus yo
Grizz I don't know
How long I can go
Being left alone
Drives me so crazy
Only way to bring me back
Is a few buds snapped
Directly from my pack
We talking weight only
Unless you my homie
I might let it slide
If I got a gram on me, gram on me
It's not that I'm snobby
But this shit ain't a hobby
Yo, you lookin' extra sloppy
With those middies you gelape
So don't even try to pass
That trash to me
I'm trying to hitch a ride
With that Sour Alien
ET
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
Your soul is icy
Like the snow
You promised
You would never go
Don't come around, after I blow
Just wanted you to know
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
Spark it up
Time to reach another level
Going dark
Yeah, I'm running with the devil
I need to focus
So I'm smoking concentrate
I have a pot card
So I always got the bomb to bake
It's OG18
Stay with gold and never green
Super Lemon, Sour Blue
I'm dabbin' like a fiend
They deemed it evil
Now it's all about the CREAM
Ever since it's legal
Seems like I'm living in a dream
It was all a dream
All day baker
No air just vapor
Besides craft beer
I'm straight edge like a razor
Spent time with the drugs
Now it's only medical, now its only medical
Don't need nothing else 'cause I puff incredible
Blow my mind to smithereens
On that live resin
Yo you ain't fucking with my team
You ain't fucking with my team
Blow my mind to smithereens
To join the revolution
First turn off your TV screens
Lets boogaloo
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
I need some medical
Need to hit the sto'
Supplies running low, running low
Dabs to the dome
Some RSO
Puts me in another zone, another zone
Rolling up a bone
Tinctures 'til I'm gone
700mg plus yo
Grizz I don't know
How long I can go
Being left alone
Drives me so crazy
Only way to bring me back
Is a few buds snapped
Directly from my pack
We talking weight only
Unless you my homie
I might let it slide
If I got a gram on me, gram on me
It's not that I'm snobby
But this shit ain't a hobby
Yo, you lookin' extra sloppy
With those middies you gelape
So don't even try to pass
That trash to me
I'm trying to hitch a ride
With that Sour Alien
ET
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
I need to let it go
I need some medical
How did you get so cold
Pieces that I fold
Into two figurines
Wake up from the dream
Your soul is icy
Like the snow
You promised
You would never go
Don't come around, after I blow
Just wanted you to know
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Di Paulo
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