[Hook]
I roll
A blunt, or a joint.. or I pack my bowl
A one hitter so a n***a can just smack and go
Last time I said that I'd be done my next hit
Faced the blunt the next six
Guess I'm never gon quit
[Verse 1: Kembe X]
The recoverin undercover overlover of the bud
I roll the swisher nice and snug
Then light the snub and take a tug of it
Seems like as of late I been doing it for the f** of it
No struggle I just love when it
Triggers my brain to bubblin
I'm fried..
Quittin I can't say I haven't tried
But at times, I be puffin for the buzz of it
f** it, I be.. high as a f**in Cubs fan on crack
I told my dealer I'll be back, you can plan on that..
Cause ummm
[Bridge]
Don't Quit n***a, Don't Quit.. (x6)
[Verse 2: Kembe X]
When I be high, I be observin the f** outta sh**
And when I'm stoned, normal sh** just make me angry and pissed
Like how you from the Chi, but you a Indian's fan
Who the f** got all these b**hes wearin indian bands
..You tryna blow to squeeze me into ya plans
If he don't smoke with you, he isn't your mans..
That's how I see it
And I'm never gon' forget my first spliff
Blowin O's of the Oz, n***a this my first trick
[Hook]
[Break]
*Lighter Flick*
Genesis: "I thought you was done g. Man..."
Kembe X: *Laughs* "...What?"
Genesis: "Man... yo a** trippin"
Alex Wiley: "Kembe, you ain't quit sh**! .....Ol' lyin a**"
[Verse 3: Alex Wiley]
The Village be... smokin that other sh**
n***as don't know what to call that
And I cop so much that my dealer say 'Ain't no way you gon smoke all that'
n***a watch me, we stay smokin
Sticky note gang, we stay posted
And it's like 3 below, but that reefer smoke got a n***a feelin so toasty
And I'm sippin somethin...
Think I need me a couple zips a somethin
Now I'm ridin 'round with a big stupid a** bag like I'm finna take me a trip or somethin
I don't give a f** about nothin you sayin b**h
I can't hear you over this loud
And if you chillin with
The Village b**h, match a couple if you bout it
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Alex Wiley]
Smokin with Kembe...
Another blunt pearled by the sensei
And my n***as gon get Kentucky Fried, like it ain't a f**in Wednesday
Not a f** to give, not a care in the world
Got a blunt in her hand and her hair in the curlers
And we finna smoke that b**h..
Maybe later, I'mma poke that b**h
That bowl packed and that J rolled
And that "Change Clothes" by Jay goin
That flame glowin, yo main goin
She doin the fops if I say so
And for those who's tryna quit, remember the times we had when we lit it..
And I live by the simple phrase my n***as, rehab is for quitters
[Hook]
Bridge
Don't Quit n***a, Don't Quit [x6]