ASH (feat. DJ Lucas)
(How does it go?)
Yeah
I go from the room
To the stage
Back to whip
I've been truckin' if it pays
I've been so Confused
Caught up in a daze
Cash all from tips
Never tell you where it stays
Spend a back get it back
(Yuh)
Mud all on my feet
Last night was a bash
My denim covered in some cigarette Ash
Damn, I just got these sneakers, and I kinda like that T-Shirt
Homie don't you blow your speakers
If you need me you'll be reachin' the beeper
I'm blowin reefer
So much dope that I could hang with Khalifa
I put the best inside my bleep, and I chief her
On a roof somewhere
I howl at the moon
A couple shrooms when I get with my goons
I get loose
'Cause all my homies from the eastside
Where we slide
Yeah yeah
'Cause all my homies from the eastside
Where we slide
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
I go from the room
To the stage
Back to whip
I've been truckin' if it pays
I've been so Confused
(Ayy)
Caught up in a daze
(Ayy)
Cash all from tips
Never tell you where it stays
(I never tell ya)
It seems like seconds turn to minutes when I'm actually thinkin'
(Boom)
And 60 seconds turns to digits
Minutes pass when I'm blinkin'
(Yuh)
Ain't emphysemic
I could blow an 'O without even breathin'
I'm off the deep end
Underwater aquatic where I be sleepin'
(Ahhh)
I've been coral reefin'
Smokin on some shit
I feel like Jesus
When I'm peakin' on these shrooms that's in my tea
And I sip it once it's done steepin'
I hit the blunt til it's chiefin'
I'm smokin' til I ain't tweakin'
I been' day dreamin'
I been straight schemin'
(Ahhhhh)
'Cause all my homies from the east side
Where we slide
Yeah yeah
(Man, let me talk my talk man)
(It's DJ DJ DJ man)
'Cause all my homies from the east side
(Clean)
Where we slide
(DJ!)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(DJ)
I'm from the east side of country but the west side of the state
(Vroom!)
From the south side of the town it's hard to keep direction straight
(DJ)
Smoke a bleepy to the face, 'cause I can't run away from fate
(Smoke!)
Trappin' out my homie's McMansion
Meet me by the gate
(Money)
Catch me breakin' down this plate
Me and shorty smoke the shake
(Just me and you babe)
Dodgin' blue and whites
I take the back roads right by the lake
(Woo!)
Always too afraid to skate
My homie worshipped Less Than Jake
(DJ)
From the western side New England we ain't never had no clambake
(Ha!)
DJ
Cool, calm, collected
(Clean)
Shorty put some crystals in my hand now I'm protected
(Facts)
So much weed smoke that you can't see into my section
(Smoke!)
Green and yellow on my body like I'm fightin' an infection
(Haaa!)
VT
(DJ)
Yeah but it's West Mass too, you know what I mean?
West New England, man, you know
What up Vermont
(Clean)
What up Bristol, Connecticut
Uhhh, yeah
What up Berkshires
(Smoke)
(Let me talk my talk man)
You know, 413
Ha!
That don't mean I don't love the Eastside, too though, you know what I mean?
(The eastsiiide)
Yeahhh what up Pleasant Street!
(The westsiiide)
What's goin' on, man
DJ!
D-D-DJ!
Yeah
I go from the room
To the stage
Back to whip
I've been truckin' if it pays
I've been so Confused
Caught up in a daze
Cash all from tips
Never tell you where it stays
Spend a back get it back
(Yuh)
Mud all on my feet
Last night was a bash
My denim covered in some cigarette Ash
Damn, I just got these sneakers, and I kinda like that T-Shirt
Homie don't you blow your speakers
If you need me you'll be reachin' the beeper
I'm blowin reefer
So much dope that I could hang with Khalifa
I put the best inside my bleep, and I chief her
On a roof somewhere
I howl at the moon
A couple shrooms when I get with my goons
I get loose
'Cause all my homies from the eastside
Where we slide
Yeah yeah
'Cause all my homies from the eastside
Where we slide
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
I go from the room
To the stage
Back to whip
I've been truckin' if it pays
I've been so Confused
(Ayy)
Caught up in a daze
(Ayy)
Cash all from tips
Never tell you where it stays
(I never tell ya)
It seems like seconds turn to minutes when I'm actually thinkin'
(Boom)
And 60 seconds turns to digits
Minutes pass when I'm blinkin'
(Yuh)
Ain't emphysemic
I could blow an 'O without even breathin'
I'm off the deep end
Underwater aquatic where I be sleepin'
(Ahhh)
I've been coral reefin'
Smokin on some shit
I feel like Jesus
When I'm peakin' on these shrooms that's in my tea
And I sip it once it's done steepin'
I hit the blunt til it's chiefin'
I'm smokin' til I ain't tweakin'
I been' day dreamin'
I been straight schemin'
(Ahhhhh)
'Cause all my homies from the east side
Where we slide
Yeah yeah
(Man, let me talk my talk man)
(It's DJ DJ DJ man)
'Cause all my homies from the east side
(Clean)
Where we slide
(DJ!)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(DJ)
I'm from the east side of country but the west side of the state
(Vroom!)
From the south side of the town it's hard to keep direction straight
(DJ)
Smoke a bleepy to the face, 'cause I can't run away from fate
(Smoke!)
Trappin' out my homie's McMansion
Meet me by the gate
(Money)
Catch me breakin' down this plate
Me and shorty smoke the shake
(Just me and you babe)
Dodgin' blue and whites
I take the back roads right by the lake
(Woo!)
Always too afraid to skate
My homie worshipped Less Than Jake
(DJ)
From the western side New England we ain't never had no clambake
(Ha!)
DJ
Cool, calm, collected
(Clean)
Shorty put some crystals in my hand now I'm protected
(Facts)
So much weed smoke that you can't see into my section
(Smoke!)
Green and yellow on my body like I'm fightin' an infection
(Haaa!)
VT
(DJ)
Yeah but it's West Mass too, you know what I mean?
West New England, man, you know
What up Vermont
(Clean)
What up Bristol, Connecticut
Uhhh, yeah
What up Berkshires
(Smoke)
(Let me talk my talk man)
You know, 413
Ha!
That don't mean I don't love the Eastside, too though, you know what I mean?
(The eastsiiide)
Yeahhh what up Pleasant Street!
(The westsiiide)
What's goin' on, man
DJ!
D-D-DJ!
Credits
Writer(s): Will Buck
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