[Verse 1 2.1] They say, Reg you always smoking weed Thats cuz I got a fucking problem And lately I been losing sleep Nightmares, you know I fucking got em Chain smoking tryna free mind It takes me to a better place Mumbles Lyrics And then I smoke another 8th I swear Im tryna put the weed down But more than ever she the only one I need now When I feel that pressure start to built up Thats when its time to roll that kill up Head spinning, chocked up, makes it hard to breathe Room shaking and the walls closing in on me So Im reaching for my dub sack Outta dro so Im asking where the drugs at? Call my plug I gotta score some more In the mean time fill my cup til it over flow Dirty sprite but my cup clean Blue dream and I chase it down with the lean Eye lids heavy finna doze off Smoking and praying to keep this load off Mind cloudy, but my vision clear Running out weed, my biggest fears [Verse 2 2.1] Tryna get higher than the last day But somebody took the doobie out my ash tray Why oh why What the fuck am I suppose to do Cuz Im tryna get high I guess Ill just sip on this brew But it really aint the same tho Minded clogged I think I need some draino But I really need that jane tho Had a gram of Jack, damn where my favorite strain go? Gpen filled with oil i feel like Van gogh Break the bat Bo Jackson with that Bane flow A Royal Raider always blowing different flavors A dollar short store clerk threw me a favor He let me slide with the two pack of raws A bag of chips, Ginger ale, and some sour straws
tryna, smoking, weed, gpen, tho