ROME-LA - Getting High.. lyrics

[Dialog] Yeah, come fly wit us shawty Take you to whole nother cloud.... Never come down LFTCST It's ya boy ROME... Yeah [Verse 2 ROME-323] This weed got me on different f**ing cloud 7th heaven bout to roll me up some flight miles I'm gone in the wind Flying in the skys My minds feeling clouded The devil's in my eyes I'm feeling grade A n***a You fail at life you should simulate n***a I elevate I get hella faded and I ancipate All you n***as hating All you n***as fake All you n***as blowing smoke I just toke Laugh while you take notes This sh** funny to me You n***as bummy to me And you know you better think before you f**ing speak cause n***as can get k**ed for lesser things I put on the team and tell her don't expect a wedding ring I'm on to better things got A.D.D. with these heauxs They f** up Once then I pa** em to the bro