Ricky P - Pure lyrics

[Hook] You gotta know you break it down and roll one We like to smoke it for the medication Unwind and just smoke one, it's the perfect kind of meditation It's the perfect kind of meditation It's the perfect kind of meditation [Verse 1] If you're smoking on it don't forget to pa** man This that Kush we call it California Gra** man If I'm smoking on it, don't got sticks or seeds man Get so high, I get so high you won't believe man I be smoking all the time they call me ganja man And this don't come from the store it's from the weedman Roll it up don't give a f** about police man Burn a pound look like we're gonna need a fireman Thought I had a problem, went to see the preacher man Said “Ain't nothing wrong you been smoking gas man” Even used to get in trouble with the teacher man He said “Next time you come to school high be the last man” I be teaching b**hes how to clear the bong man All these plants you would think I was a farmer man Eyes low, blowing smoke, need a driver man Even though it's against the rules, let me smoke man [Hook] [Verse 2] Give a f** ‘bout what you heard I'm from the ‘Burgh man I be smoking hella gra** like I'm Bob man I be rolling hella weed up to his songs man I be chiefing all day like Cheech and Chong man I be smoking even though you think it's wrong man I be hoping that my locks is getting long man Even went really hard with the wax man f** it , every now and then I take a dab man I ain't there ‘less they let Khalifa roll man If you can't roll a joint then use a cone man Smoke so much you would think I was an island man Told them “Don't need to knock it ‘til you try it man” Got so much OG Kush I could pile it man On the boat I get high like a pilot man Learn the rules, check the pack, ‘fore you buy it man Roll it up, light it up, that's that fire man [Hook]