Weed N Rhymes

Yea, Let em know da business, listen
$moke Dizzy, feel me

Now I been chillin at the spot, ridin' low on the block
Bangin' screw, lowridin', we buildin empires
Smoked out off side, in the back of the Cadillac
Stoned to the max, off moonrocks, drivin'
Lane swervin' high, 9 times fly pilots on top of clouds
Glidin', this be that weed n rhymes, I stay on point
Wit a joint lit, bitch I'm rhymin slick
And you can't really tell me shit, I'm ridin' low, windows tinted
Highed up, past the limit and I'm in a new dimension
I can take you on a trip, lil homie this the business
For the record - like the Guinness, the stu I stay up in it
Just a skinny nigga tippin' with it, wicked, y'all just slippin'
I jus keep on burnin spliffies, vapors risen by the dreams
Contradictions of a fiend, with a dream who 17
I'm burnin' kief, best believe I stay up on the beat for weeks
I never sleep, they countin sheep, I'm countin' dollars
Smokin' weed

Now I been chillin at the spot, ridin' low on the block
At the studio, slide n we buildin' empires
On point, with a joint lit, bitch I'm staying high
And we staying on our stride dawg this be that weed n rhymes
Now I been chillin at the spot, ridin' low on the block
At the studio, slide n we buildin' empires
On point, with a joint lit, bitch I'm staying high
And we staying on our stride dawg this be that weed n rhymes

Dawg I been grindin', I'm shinin', great timin'
Been stuck in the dark for a minute need some lightenin', man I need some lightnin'
The thunder wonder kid brainstormin' out my city
Supervillain spillin' issues, just finish bout your business
Or your pockets lookin empty, can't simp or slip
Be limitless, just be about your mission
Play the guineas and roll the sticky like rims on these wheels
I script these lyrics, smoke a zip and paper chase for the quid
Like a squid, spillin' ink, more paper than a printer
Master splinter out the underground, cold as nights of winter
Just a skinny young nigga, with dreams and contradictions
And they hatin on a nigga I just keep on rollin spliffies
Hold it down for my niggas and I ball in the paint
And it is what it ain't, wish you could but you can't
Paper chase, like a hustler, doin numbers fuck the hate
We just focused on our goals blowin Os till the A, aye

Now I been chillin at the spot, ridin' low on the block
At the studio, slide n we buildin' empires
On point, with a joint lit, bitch I'm staying high
And we staying on our stride dawg this be that weed n rhymes
Now I been chillin at the spot, ridin' low on the block
At the studio, slide n we buildin' empires
On point, with a joint lit, bitch I'm staying high
And we staying on our stride dawg this be that weed n rhymes



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Writer(s): Isaiah Smith
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