[Verse 1: KAS]
Lost in my words, gone in my mind
Ain't no perception of time, I
Got a little faded, came back home
Smoked on my own, thinkin
The city look different at night
Ridin in the shadows brings my thoughts into light
Introspective, intro-duced to a deuce
Sipped a little juice, let my tongue give the news, (ooh)
Damn I’m feelin you, girl, what we finna do
Is you feelin it too, (ah) come on through
Yeah, this is our world, yeah this is our world
Yo, as time pass, feelings pass, too
I’m just getting high, looking back
Coulda’ got some mo’ ass, didn’t really now that
Maybe next time if I pass through, and I catch you
Then
Then
Yeah, but fuck that I’ll be chillin with the boys
No time for yo’ mind, we just flexin, making noise
Get it steppin, I’m with Stefan, and Kevin, ain’t sorry then
Till’ I’m home and I’m lost in my mind at 4 AM, like
[Verse 2: Kalvino]
I blow O’s like it's easy
Nigga I'm young weezy
Call up drezzy
Tell him take it easy
He ain't really worth your time
You got all the rhymes
Over time, Niggas ain't worth the time
Im just on my grind, it, roll it, light it, smoke it shit
Shit be like magic, call it my hocus pocus shit
I'm mixing it, twisting it, take a hit
Shit be great, oh my days, he passed away
Damm no way, he so fake
Like a portrait, only shows one side of you
Hiding the other side in you
Shit be true I ain't you
Truly a twisted reflection
Like a detention, it be my mission
To change this game and set the way
For the young renegades
Coming up in this game
It ain't the same
Some be lame
They ain't on my lane
On my days I'm so great
I ain't fake I know Imma make, it
Like I'm about to take a hit
After the j is lit
Right after I twisted it, and grinded it
Me and the homies be mixing it
Take a pic, make memories of these crazy hits
Then make some mills
Then to make a couple more
We ain't poor, It's a war
Nigga it’s a war, it’s a war nigga (ah)
[Verse 3: All Stefan’s Fault]
4am I need to get some sleep, right now
4th strong drink and I take another sip, since I came home
Until I roll it up and take a couple hits, until its gone
Until I turn the music up and play some beats, another zip burns
Another sip burns, up in my throat
The flame is really hot, but the ice makes it cold
I did some bad things I know it is my fault
Maybe if I smoke enough I will forget that I was wrong
Everybody makes mistakes
But all that it takes to correct it is concentration
And concentrate, no need to mention
Can’t pay attention, I am always late
Waste of potential, dreams of getting paid
I already said, the next generation, the making of the best
No need for explanation just listen to the text
No need for explanation why I am fucking next
No need for explanation why I stand out from the rest
I won't take a rest until I rest in peace
We can never make it if we scared of taking risks
I am always scared of getting lost up in the mist
The smoke smells so good, goddamn I missed it
Bitch
