Huey Teedman
Yea Yuh
Yea Yuh
Yea Yuh
Been the stone architects refused
Now the stoner caught a wave and the rest been news
Respirating on some herbs and vices
And You know how wild this life gets
Kinda ratchet but a nigga still righteous
And Karma calling often I ain't pick up the phone
Really miss a message looking after the tone
But I'm off that
Off ya offers that don't excite me
Still finesse ya if I'm feelin' if I'm feeling shiesty
Naw wily wildin' on these niggas tryna try me
Like I'm not the one but I'm tryna' have my fun
While I'm still here
If you been where I been
You wouldn't have fear either
I been high on the totem pole
Round a couple niggas that been toting poles
From where they don't they don't dim your light
They just steal yo shine
Got knees on necks but they won't take yo mind
I just take what's mine
Yea niggas nowadays buss back
Coppin whips for the whips on our backs
Yea yea aye nigga
Yea you black little nigga
And congrats for reading
Still probably die from pulling over for speeding
But as long my weed hit
Smokin' on my roses
Yall was 'sposed to give me anyway
Anyway stay woke stay woke
Never lackin anyday
Still ain't tripping J. Cole listening
Honda whip on the e way
Anyway
Ain't nothing new niggas tryna have they fun
Til the war is won
Power to my niggas no love for the system
Got you ready for issues
Is you ready or not?
You a head of yo top
I'm ahead of my moves
Stay ahead of the game
I'ma head through the new
Head of the heavy-headed headed to the top
Man a nigga seen a lot got the city on lock
And it's blessings to the niggas tryna get through the mud
Growing seeds by a couple slugs
Lying on the ground I been in and outta town
Whoa
Been on bull
No Taurus B-day
Ain't no leeway when a nigga lead waves and lead ways
Cause Niggas breakin bread in the alley tho
But niggas lose sight who it's actually for
Know it's real in the end
Black but got a lil Indian
Really been really him Out south state of mind
But Im really done talkin' issa waste of time
Smokin' on my roses
Yall was 'sposed to give me anyway
Anyway stay woke stay woke
Never lackin anyday
Still ain't tripping J. Cole listening
Honda whip on the e way
Anyway
Ain't nothing new niggas tryna have they fun
Til the war is won
Smokin' on my roses
Yall was 'sposed to give me anyway
Yea Yuh
Yea Yuh
Been the stone architects refused
Now the stoner caught a wave and the rest been news
Respirating on some herbs and vices
And You know how wild this life gets
Kinda ratchet but a nigga still righteous
And Karma calling often I ain't pick up the phone
Really miss a message looking after the tone
But I'm off that
Off ya offers that don't excite me
Still finesse ya if I'm feelin' if I'm feeling shiesty
Naw wily wildin' on these niggas tryna try me
Like I'm not the one but I'm tryna' have my fun
While I'm still here
If you been where I been
You wouldn't have fear either
I been high on the totem pole
Round a couple niggas that been toting poles
From where they don't they don't dim your light
They just steal yo shine
Got knees on necks but they won't take yo mind
I just take what's mine
Yea niggas nowadays buss back
Coppin whips for the whips on our backs
Yea yea aye nigga
Yea you black little nigga
And congrats for reading
Still probably die from pulling over for speeding
But as long my weed hit
Smokin' on my roses
Yall was 'sposed to give me anyway
Anyway stay woke stay woke
Never lackin anyday
Still ain't tripping J. Cole listening
Honda whip on the e way
Anyway
Ain't nothing new niggas tryna have they fun
Til the war is won
Power to my niggas no love for the system
Got you ready for issues
Is you ready or not?
You a head of yo top
I'm ahead of my moves
Stay ahead of the game
I'ma head through the new
Head of the heavy-headed headed to the top
Man a nigga seen a lot got the city on lock
And it's blessings to the niggas tryna get through the mud
Growing seeds by a couple slugs
Lying on the ground I been in and outta town
Whoa
Been on bull
No Taurus B-day
Ain't no leeway when a nigga lead waves and lead ways
Cause Niggas breakin bread in the alley tho
But niggas lose sight who it's actually for
Know it's real in the end
Black but got a lil Indian
Really been really him Out south state of mind
But Im really done talkin' issa waste of time
Smokin' on my roses
Yall was 'sposed to give me anyway
Anyway stay woke stay woke
Never lackin anyday
Still ain't tripping J. Cole listening
Honda whip on the e way
Anyway
Ain't nothing new niggas tryna have they fun
Til the war is won
Smokin' on my roses
Yall was 'sposed to give me anyway
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Writer(s): Timothy Jones
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