Smokin' - JL B.Hood

My nigga zoo woulda loved this

My nigga zoo woulda loved this

Put some in the air one time

I thought I was smokin' the best tree

But my nigga came through and blessed me

With some of that bomb bud, be beyond love

Need it especially

For what has been goin' on as of late

Losin' fam can we get a break

Don’t know how much I can take

Relax my mind for heaven sake

So many people believe in me

Lean on me need me to be there repeatedly

So lately I’m down on my knees

And I’m praying for strength to be done man I need to be

Got a lot on my plate that’s in front of me

Got my face in it, thankful I’m hun-ga-ry

I’m a provider so I’m gonna give ‘em

Whatever they want from me

I’m smokin', inhaling with a purpose

Plotting out a big plan to move all my loved ones on the new surface

Not too far from them surfers

Where the greenery has been nurtured

Where they got the dispensaries

Palm trees and it’s perfect

When they wanna ride around, blowin' strong

Vibin' out to your favourite song

Gravitate like your weight is gone

Feel like you on your way to ball

Got more bread more stress involved, so lets roll up, get gone

Know a nigga gotta smoke something strong

Smokin', smokin' something strong

This shit is the bomb, yo correct me if I’m wrong

But I’m floating, floatin' on the cloud

This shit is that loud

Wow homie, what the hell you got me smoking

My nigga fall to the ground, and I don’t wanna come down

Looked at my nigga like do you see this shit or am I just tripping right now?

What is rolled up in that paper?

What is stuffed down in that bowl?

Experiencing the high elevation nothing like ever before

My spot as low as my girls mama’s oblivious to the world around her

So I’m faded, floatin' no fakin waters

Loud, hit me like a hard flagrant foul

Wish that I could like take a cloud

Shape it into a J-L

Sit it right over downtown KC to let all y’all know I prevail

My run don’t wanna go in detail

Y’all would think that I need help so I usually keep it to myself

I breath weed release when no one else around

Just want piece within, to chief again

Celebrate whatever there was a reason when

Middle finger up to the devil do dirt

Make ya hands burn when ya touch I sin

Prayers to the heavens, wanna be a legend

Got it on lock like three-strike felons

Head in the clouds, blowin on loud

Just some of those many ways I’m selling

Roll up another one let’s see how many we can get in

I’m over the ceiling, for real nigga we been

Smokin', smokin' something strong

This shit is the bomb, yo correct me if I’m wrong

But I’m floating, floatin' on the cloud

This shit is that loud

Wow homie, what the hell you got me smoking