Blunt stoned

Woke up making trends F*ck making my bed Joke up make some friends They ducking facts that's been said Zoned out in my Zen Stoned once again Growing out from under like some weeds in cement I'm native you invasive I'm dangerously creative You be lazy and complacent Never land where you be laying Whilst I'm at my home throne Smoking home grown Just me and karma catching up Getting blunt stoned I'm sippin' I'm sippin' the brew Dragging the blunts I'm actin a fool Cris got me crossed to the faded I feel isolated so it got me telling the truth Got used to the pain that it comes with it Started dishing it out Now they brains went missing I'm moving in villainess ways while doing the good like vigilante I'm constantly bending the rules Achieving abundance I switch up my mood everyday Twisting and turning the cap I'm turning the bottle exposing the fakes What real niggas do I gotta advance to turn up my life its part of the shake Shake to the globe I'm universal I kill the set with no rehearsal I feel the metronome up in my heart beat Getting the chills in fuller circles Straight down my spine The layers, the lines, the climb, the drop Side of the truth that I find Strictly the players But lately it really feel like I be on the side line Blunt stoned, yeah don't give a f*ck a puff away Zoned out in my Zen I'm high again I smoke the blunt away I'm dangerously creative Cris got me crossed to the faded These melodies wont be unappreciated I'm getting chills in fuller circles Copy pasting my own journal Getting high on the herbal Call me poet like I'm Virgil I'm smoking on that purple kush Get rich in a button push VVS rings w a handful of tush Don't got a lot of time on my hands But I got a rollie and I got a lotta Keif residue Spliff lit up I'm alone in my room Gimmie room cuz I'm busy got a lot of fucking things to do Spending up all my revenue On the shit I love to do Rap flows beats to me, this aint nothing new Couple women coming through Huck her in my bedroom Gotta take her soul to give myself head room Yeah...now I can think I got the dopamine all in my brain Call me the fiend the demon awaits I'm dropping bombs aint throwing grenades They saying I smoke too much weed I'm making a stain Shit is real hard to sustain Bitch please don't ruin my high So leave me alone And please let me create Blunt stoned I don't give a f*ck I puff away Don't got a lot a time on my hands but I smoke the blunt away I'm spending all my revenue Couple women coming through Roll spliff up w some Keif residue Got the dopamine to circulate I'm dropping bombs not grenades I'm high to take the pain away So leave me alone to create Whilst I compose flows In my home throne Just me and karma catching up getting blunt stoned