Brok3n_notes - Smokers verse lyrics

INSTRUMENTAL: Hot Jalapenos-Mac Dre/ Andre Nickatina FREESTYLE BY: Brok3n_Notes 00:20-01:06 One day im in my room And im getting hella high I be smokin on the ganja till the day that i die And i feel like im floatin on the famous Cloud 9 All this smoke in my lungs by the end of every night And im always feeling silly and im always getting stuck Put my bluuunts in the air Cuz i stay smoked uuuup I dont really give a f** Take 2 blunts to the face Try to keep up with my pace I can see you right behind me cuz im running first place You can say that im a dime piece Dolla dolla bill ya Im out here trynna k** ya You think your the sh** n***a you sound like the Seahawks You be f**ing with the peaco*ks Your b**h f**ing with my pito She be s**ing on my dick like she sippin for tampico Im childish like gambino Crazy like alpachino 01:20- 1:46 f** all these problems yea everybody's got em You only live once either with em or without em All these b**hes hate cuz i f**ed and then forgot em And to think that im the problem.... Your not white.. Your definetly not black Sweat dripping down your spine so i call you wetback Yea my pockets getting fat like your girls mouth full of my cream That white jelly supreme Like Mikey D's shes lovin it