Da Ville
Yea, yea
Let em know what it is, man
219, comin out the ville
Yea, spill my feelings in this shit man, Turn me up
Let's get it
(Ridin through the ville nigga, like this)
(Ridin through the ville nigga, like this)
$moke Dizzy, feel me?
Blowin indo, kush keep me highed up
I'm floatin, puffin potent and overdosin on dope shit dat I wrote
And you can feel these quotes I'm spinnin
And dizzy is so meticulous, rhyme spittin'
For figures, early in the mornin nigga
'Cause I really want it nigga, and you can't tell me shit
I'm smokin spliffs and recording lyrics and plottin on a mil
Got a vision to live it bigger, naw, wit the skills I wield
I never yield, brainstorm in my mind its gettin real
Still, dreams got me pushin forward throttle
To da hills, on cloud 9, in the field
No deal, that's how I feel, and I'm rollin doobies up
They Pop pills to ease my wills, and free my mental out residential
I always keep it trill
Weed N Rhymes, hoe I'm up high in the sky
Man I'm feeling nice, rollin up the doobies and coolin
I'm gettin high, ridin through the ville like this (like this)
Ridin through the ville like this
Ridin through the ville like this (like this)
Ridin through the ville like this, my nigga
Ridin through the ville like this
Chasin after figures 'cause I really want it nigga
And I'm flyin past the limit, highed up, windows tinted
And I'm feeling so relentless, ville villain in the buildin
Steppin trill and livin different for the figures, paintin pictures
Nigga, you can doubt these rhymes, I put my vision in it
See the sentence, coolin and smokin phillys wit my niggas
How im reppin' my city in any weather its clever
So bring your umbrellas nigga,
Roll your blunts up so swiftly I'm chillin
Plottin on millions not simpin', just keep it simple
My nigga, you talk that shit with your kinfolk
We poppin out like a dimple, my niggas gone keep that info
I'm chillin cool at my easel, paint an image, no zeros
We tryna stack up the digits
Weed N Rhymes, hoe I'm up high in the sky
Man I'm feeling nice, rollin up the doobies and coolin
I'm gettin high, ridin through the ville like this (like this)
Ridin through the ville like this,
Ridin through the ville like this (like this)
Ridin through the ville like this, my nigga
Ridin through the ville like this
219 comin out the ville motherfucker
Yea, turn it up, turn that shit up
Spark it up, 2020 we on the way up
Let em know what it is, man
219, comin out the ville
Yea, spill my feelings in this shit man, Turn me up
Let's get it
(Ridin through the ville nigga, like this)
(Ridin through the ville nigga, like this)
$moke Dizzy, feel me?
Blowin indo, kush keep me highed up
I'm floatin, puffin potent and overdosin on dope shit dat I wrote
And you can feel these quotes I'm spinnin
And dizzy is so meticulous, rhyme spittin'
For figures, early in the mornin nigga
'Cause I really want it nigga, and you can't tell me shit
I'm smokin spliffs and recording lyrics and plottin on a mil
Got a vision to live it bigger, naw, wit the skills I wield
I never yield, brainstorm in my mind its gettin real
Still, dreams got me pushin forward throttle
To da hills, on cloud 9, in the field
No deal, that's how I feel, and I'm rollin doobies up
They Pop pills to ease my wills, and free my mental out residential
I always keep it trill
Weed N Rhymes, hoe I'm up high in the sky
Man I'm feeling nice, rollin up the doobies and coolin
I'm gettin high, ridin through the ville like this (like this)
Ridin through the ville like this
Ridin through the ville like this (like this)
Ridin through the ville like this, my nigga
Ridin through the ville like this
Chasin after figures 'cause I really want it nigga
And I'm flyin past the limit, highed up, windows tinted
And I'm feeling so relentless, ville villain in the buildin
Steppin trill and livin different for the figures, paintin pictures
Nigga, you can doubt these rhymes, I put my vision in it
See the sentence, coolin and smokin phillys wit my niggas
How im reppin' my city in any weather its clever
So bring your umbrellas nigga,
Roll your blunts up so swiftly I'm chillin
Plottin on millions not simpin', just keep it simple
My nigga, you talk that shit with your kinfolk
We poppin out like a dimple, my niggas gone keep that info
I'm chillin cool at my easel, paint an image, no zeros
We tryna stack up the digits
Weed N Rhymes, hoe I'm up high in the sky
Man I'm feeling nice, rollin up the doobies and coolin
I'm gettin high, ridin through the ville like this (like this)
Ridin through the ville like this,
Ridin through the ville like this (like this)
Ridin through the ville like this, my nigga
Ridin through the ville like this
219 comin out the ville motherfucker
Yea, turn it up, turn that shit up
Spark it up, 2020 we on the way up
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Writer(s): Isaiah Smith
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