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Greenery and god, thats all thats inside of me
Reminiscein of the day i started chokin
Swisha leaves to keep me from gettin paid
Smokins what the chicken

Started usin marijuana at 13 years of age
Bacardi got my vision blurred, also with a bunch of herbs
Tryin to persuade the jury to mix it in with thunderbird
Trippin as i crush the wall, now im screamin fuck em all

Livin in atlanta where the pimps use a fuckin chrome
Wishin i could glock a dome, i dont want to rob a hoe
Spendin all my money, smokin weed in a a optimole

Playa got me swisha , sweets got me rollin silly specks
Smokin all my troubles as i roll em in a philly
Blunt with my thoughts they be lost or like green

I break the law, mix it up or jus let it blow up like a holocaust
Chiefin is in the air, to trade
Smokin weed in the escalade
Bring some of that reefer to put up in the air and blaze