Styles P - Smoke All Day lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah It's got that crank to it yeah Dyce talking that shhh...it (that's that sh**) Yea [Verse 1:] [Styles P] Blunts or papers I might use both Bombs and vapers until I choke Smoke till I croak so I'm on that floor I won Bugs Bunny money and that's all folks Smoke all day, falling asleep I stood awoke all day, get to the bread I go for broke all day, come from the hood Where they move coke all day and we toak in hallways 7 grams in the dutchie tho Expiring the vics acting like nuckie tho Boss of the mob, I ain't really lucky tho Thinking of life and they praying they let Buckie go Heaven got a ghetto for G's I know Fats there Lighting a fat one just thinking of last year Praying and a hope all day tryna cope all day, you know what em do [Chorus:] [Dyce Payne] I smoke all day Just to see if I can blow my problems away But I'm still here I smoke all day Just to see if I can blow my problems away I'm still here [Verse 2:] [Styles P] Gotta OC Imma light myself No wifeys or homies ride by myself Now what I'm going do I'm beside myself I never had wings but I can fly myself I'm B.I, I'm ready to die myself I'm the weed man, I could just supply myself Roll papers and some bamboo sheets We can meet at high noon under these random streets I smoke all day Hitting the strain from west coast all day Yeah I'm a playa but I can coach all day Got me a pound but hit the roach all day Tryna float all day We clad when P pop up Armoured vest will stay the same like the G5 truck We got now, and we got next So you know what we saying when we light up [Chorus] [Dyce Payne] [Verse 3:] Sometimes it gets lonely Smoking on kush girl No shorty to hold me Sometimes I might see myself Cause only I know me[x2] Low key Probably got a pound or an O.D So she Raised up [?] Now I'm co-zy Hope I don't get pulled by the po-lice See I'm in the game and I'm so deep Knee deep Me, [?] now that's three feet n***as listen up when we speak On top of the game and you be-neath Roll up the leaf and let me cheef Cheef Cheef [Chorus] [Dyce Payne] [Outro:] Ooooohhh Roll up the leaf and let me cheef Oooooohhh Roll up the leaf and let me cheef Ooooohhh Ro Roll up the leaf and let me cheef Ooooohhh Ro Ro Roll up the leaf and let me cheef [echoes]