Buttatones - On Top Of The World lyrics

Smoking on that..weaving [Tabs] Smell the smoke in the breeze, people giving my evil eyes In public puffing trees as if weed's been legalized My teacher's lied but now I know what's up Since Def Jam led Redman teach me how to role a blunt Now I overstand, I know the plan, I only smoke with fam If you can't find a blunt, I'll make a bowl out of a soda can It's only a plant and that's my final thesis It gives me peace of mind when I fly my mind in pieces We chill and blaze, there's a million ways to k** your brains Whether it's Jack or sugar pushed, OG Kush and Silver Haze Plus it's blunts, ??, bowls, joints and steam rollers In a hot box, another reason you never see my team sober We pa**ing a spliff while we blasting this sh** And blowing shotties on the pa**engers while we crashing the whip Cuz we see life through a dead man's eyes So puff the dutch and pa** that sh** on your left hand side..like [Hook - Tabs] Crack that sh**, fill that sh** and then roll it Dry that sh**, light that sh** and then smoke it Inhale that sh**, hold that sh** and then blow it out At least we on top of the world if we going out [2x] [Coal Cash] Now I'm in love with Mary Jane but I ain't Peter Parker If I ain't weeded in the brain then I need to spark A darker mental got street smarts with a sharp potential Live to spit a deep art until my heart was gentile And God's essential so how can I deny These feelings of remorse when I'm almost forced to cry Of course I'm high cuz I tried to stay sober But I'm much colder inside with a pride to slave over I may roll the next dutch to get touched Before my lust takes control and turns my soul to rust I know disgust that's why I puff to stay calm So be careful what you say cuz you playing with napalm I blaze trom, I wanna form a thousand acres Burn the cash crop and let the world inhale the vapors An influential flavor that's major with marijuana If the Father made nature, my nature is Bad Karma (Hook) [Coast] Soon as the weed vapors rise I see Satan hide My dreams sacred, die to be blazed kid My last 20 feed, just pa** money like a f**ing card note when I drop on the monthly Ounces, grams, quarters and half seeds My name ain't Skip, how you let it pa** me It's pa** trees, I'm addicted to the high that I feel every time that the smoke's in the sky No joking, I'm in the bathroom smoking Blowing it out the window, pot head choking My lungs filled with black choke, heart attack croak Laying on my back wacked out from the yak smoke I try to only smoke fine, but I roast dimes So long so much sympathy I won't find You got five then you ain't hitting this blunt Shake your titties somewhere else, eat a dick c*nt (Hook) [Tones] That's why I stay lifted all day with spliffs lit Getting higher by the minute til the sky is in the limit Only gravity bong hits can match the sh** I think Blazing trees with brain ?? straight out the kitchen sink Of course I f** with this sh**, I take the blunt when it's lit Smoking L's to the ?? inhale my hundredth hit Mix my bu*ter with basil when I'm puffing the hazel Tossing Widow with Diesel, throwing shotties across the table Never left the cypher, it's been like that forever Some how I feel I rap better when I burn the jack hammer That's chronic I been looking for all my life Since on the roof, 12 years old lighting all the lights I love you Mary Jane you know your man don't front I set up shop up top where hear on blunts, whaddup Meet me in the park tonight, right where we met up Bring you back to the steps where we first had s**..stay high (Hook)