Now its time to tell the truth,
while a nigga in the booth
Tryin to lay this rap down,
so I can get it out to you
Been sippin on some syrup,
maybe why my speesh spurred
Damn, I mean my speech slurred,
hardly gettin out my words
Ridin a car, in to lanes,
about to crash on the curb
Smokin Blueberry Weed man
Popped a couple pills now its
she came out lookin kinda perdy'
Banged all night to next day,
came to find out she popped some pills too
Get something to eat up the street,
then I hit my nigga Crunchy
I know its on, we have smoke outs,
Hit the club, later on that night,
Fire a blunt up in the club,
niggaz reachin like a savage
Need to go and see some help to con
Where them weed smokers at
Where them weed smokers at
Where the where the weed at
Roll up a couple blunts up,
I need to get my mind right
My dog had a bag of blow,
but I aint wit that shit lil Bro
I can't have nothing goin up my nose
Swing by the liquor store,
then a nigga pass it to a friend
Tell me stop doing drugs,
I give yo ass a crazy face
Had a job, but I got fired,
Supervisor got results back,
I was high when I wrote this song,
I know that dont surprise
For fun I smoke a lot of weed
and kick it with the guys
spreaded, minds goin on a trip
so for real I aint chokin'
Take a swallow out my beer I'm on