I'm just trying to smoke em' down
Keep them jays rolled up
Never running out of smoke
Bands in my pocket
Fat stacks dropped on that green
Just spending my days rollin' up
Smokin' em' down to the stingers
Faded into the sunset
Writting dope rhyms
Selling ounce after ounce
Avoiding the cops like its my life
Out in the streets smoking like I dont give a fuck
Bong rips all day
Staying lit cuz I can't come down