[Intro]
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I'mma hit you with that chill flow, you know what I'm sayin'?
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[Verse]
Sippin' on a Tropicana apple juice
Sittin' on the porch of the house on the corner of the avenue
Took a quick breather, finished all the shit I had to do
Got the whole day to myself, so I grab a few
Royal blunt wraps and roll up a Queen Latifah
Big, phatty, king-sized L of sativa
Put it in my ear, while puttin' on that Wiz Khalifa
Curren$y, "How Fly", and listen to it while I'm chiefin'
Light up with this orange lighter titled "Ed Hardy"
Don't remember how I got it, think I found it at a party
You know like when you borrow lighters, but forgive to give 'em back?
Kinda like that, happens all the time, but I ain't mad
It's God's way of cuttin' us a little slack
Appreciate it, a lot of a little bit is all I've ever had
Thinkin' bout the way things work while I relax
Sit back, hit the blunt, lookin' for a place to ash
Use the fresh box that I made in ceramics class
Like 8th grade or something, look at how the time's passed
That was back in like 2005
Back when I was against doin' drugs
But now I only get high and make music
Still ain't really into drugs though, just bud
And bud ain't even a drug, it's just smoke
Can't lie though, I've tried a few of 'em
But they just weren't for me, I had better shit to be doin'
And places to be going, music to be made
I'd rather spend the seconds of my life doin' something great
But when you work as hard as me, you gotta take a break
Every now and then, play some music, pack a bowl and blaze
Playin' Gucci Mane and yellin', "Burrr," like a damn fool
While doin' a lame dance, but never felt so cool
Enjoying myself, my favorite thing to do
As I throw the roach away and take a sip of apple juice
Olu...

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