(Produced by General Beatz) - The Stoner lyrics

(Ahzzy Verse 1) We put the Mary in the J shout outs to Ms.Blige The top of my blackberry yea match my eyes b**hes say I'm always high get familiar Cause I'm never comeing down yea Amelia Earhart Police wait Clear spark I mean we in hell So the smoke yea I got to inhale So I don't worry what they fend to do b**h we take more l's then the Washington generals I stay higher then bob cats no Charlotte Cause we in major pain and I a'int talking about Wayne playing Sargent b**hes know I spark's like Lisa Lessie I have an L Whenever the time let me I seen more bowls then Joe Paterno So i tell then smoke them down to them b**hes burn you Just enough to ease the pain But when we low We reload Then we on that fly on that sh** once again (Hook Ahzzy) Yea yea n***a we need that Yea yea n***a we need that One to the dome Now I'm on One more yea I'm in my zone (Ahzzy Verse 2) Time i can't tell We done had so many l's Need a lottery pick Man this better be it Cause lungs we don't consider bra We f**ing with that Forrest like Mrs. Witaker And that bud get me wiser without the Heineken That why I'm like kartel ey I got a little lighter fam And my eys low Yea my eyes low Studio looking for that one hit Chicago No seeds yea them packs on Oprah We relax and pop a cork like Sosa I wish this sh** was for life like an volvo I'm probaly on my way back up wen im sober It's Long Islands new great Gatsby n***a Never triping even if you ask me Even when the pos ever try to harrest me I stay rolling up like drake on degra**i (Ahzzy Verse 3) We from the down under and a'int from Sidney So no regs yea please do not offend me I swear n***a's had no love or pity So I keep a j lo I'm sorry diddy And i need it while I'm writing So i get in them joints arthritis Only coping eights i been indicted You roll it up and I'mma light it Watch the Mary go round Like a Mary go round Swear we coping an eight's when we close to ground We staying up n***a by blowing it down We on top n***a so we know y'all gon hound Only knock on this pleasure It don't last for ever So we space them apart so we could stay together So roll up yea roll up Been though hell and back So one a'int enough