This is easy Sunday morning ... and we're right here on a beautiful morning in Cleveland, Ohio ... and it's chilly, kids are going to school ... the gra** is frosty ... this should be my theme song to life ... Hello, Cleveland ... [Chip's verse:] A n***a like me be so gone Eyes so low that a n***a gotta throw his locs on Wonder what them folks on? That's what they be asking Dumb kush we smokes on Smell it when a n***a pa** And, we getting to the cash And, you can see a n***a shining Just a little gold, a couple hoes Couple two-three diamonds Up in the hood where you find them Unless he out on the road Every show gotta bag for the blow And patron all my n***as getting throw'd Like they 'posed to, cause life is short & filled with lots of grief and doubt So I just pull that bag of colorful frosty leaves on out & free my scalp I mean I free my mind A puff at a time I'm up all the time I'm up on the grind So a red bull and a blunt would be fine Just wanna feel fine, just wanna k** time Just wanna relax & think of a rhyme Don't really like sippin' cause I get to trippin' My n***a, just roll up a heep of that pine And only bring a little bit for the trip just in case we get blurped by 5-0 'Sir you look hy' - I know, but I prefer my eyes low [Hook (x3):] And (you know) we get hyer And hyer, and hyer, and hyer [Cudi verse:] They say easy friend There you go talking 'bout weed again Prolly cause of the weed in him Yes and no, cause and effect is what most don't know Doing bad or like Mike say 'I could be doing wrong' Forgot about the obvious context of song But your brain where it belong Cant we just all get a bong and tag along And we float We kids with hope Better to cope when you smoke Dog, please don't miss what a n***a tryna get you thinking 'bout We outside because my momma in the house Puff puff pa** with yo b**h a** back in high school smoke weed when I cut cla** And now I'm an addict, tragic Stay rolling up while reclining Happy looking down see my Jesus piece shining Good look yeezy now I stay blinded by that light Somebody pa** me that shell to the right Yes, I'm going I'll be outtie and you can find me I'll be chilling back, I'll be chilling jack (and let's go) [Hook (x3):] And we get hyer And hyer, and hyer, and hyer So hyerrrhwooahohoyeyea We get so hy