Malachi Hunter - Can't Fade Us lyrics

[Chorus] true pothead roll a joint when I wake up, f** n***as smoke Weed too so they hate us, GFE the gang roll a plane we the greatest Stayin in our lane lame n***as can't fade us, baby girl still get high To my newest, she know every word know I'm high when I do it, smokin Outside gettin fried f** n***as lie smokin in the ride gettin high Listenin to I, same sh** might as well be my old sh**, smoke cookies Like a n***a down in Oakland, bad b**h f** her to that Frank Ocean So high but a n***a stay focused... [Verse 1: HV Gutter] sparkin up weed like new ideas, sparkin up weed bring new ideas He got my style then you got his, let these muthaf**as know who I is Burn up raw cones and turn up gin, she can't come through she don't Got friends, grind that loud pack and throw that in, blow like 1-2-3-4-5-6 I'm in the airwaves and I'm on stage gettin blazed, true Pothead still paving the way, smoke like 16 jays in a day, shoutout Biggavell n***as faking the wave, I'ma roll a joint get turnt like a Page, game on display learned at young age, flippin through High Times Till I'm gettin blazed on the front page ain't sh** changed lil n***a Ima [Chorus] [Verse 2: HV Gutter] smoked out and I'm at the top.. lame n***as wantin me to drop.. True fans wantin me to drop.. GFE we never gon stop.. lemonade bombay And pot.. tell these f** n***as wait and watch.. boss I already paid The cost, get her to spot tell lil mama take it off, say her n***a Lost so she wan break it off swear to god it's like Deja Vu, told me Other n***as hard but they not you, I'm just gettin high waitin on How Fly 2 my n***a how bout you, I'm with yo chick gettin high in the Coup, when she with me she get higher than you, you on that mid but It's fire to you you should fire that dude who supply it you Ima [Chorus]