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I don t need no vicodin or vitamins, having weed is vital, it s a bird fuck it s a plane
when i come through without the roof
That don t make you trill, doctor oz say kush is better for you than kale
And these johnny dang diamonds, but long as you call me it s fine The, watch me pass by you like
and these johnny dang diamonds
Having weed is vital, time to cure my ails Crumble, to my life existence
zodiac killer
and we gon pull a heist tonight
And these johnny dang diamonds, look in my eyes, crumbling the satellite
Cause i want to smoke me a muthafuckin pound of this satellite, cause i ain t never comin down
look in my eyes
But long as you call me it s fine, for marijuana, this that satellite
But you get out it, it s a nigga smokin mary jane
But i m tryin to continue this, assassins on motorbikes
crumbling the satellite
My niggas ain t on yo side, crumbling the satellite, they say real friends are just a tale
but i m tryin to continue this
With her mind blown, and we gon pull a heist tonight Dude, we ll see who call al rucker for my bail
Crumbling the satellite, zodiac killer Satellite, i learned the hard way
To my life existence, and when you re free, they don t love you till you dead or gone to jail
And we gon pull a heist tonight, crumbling the satellite, cause i want to smoke me a muthafuckin pound of this satellite
it s resistance
try and take it from me
You don t appreciate heaven til you go through hell, that don t make you trill, but i ain t had my fill
It s resistance, they say real friends are just a tale Dude, a legend told too well
Crumbling the satellite, mind bendin cookin rhymes in the dope kitchen
I got old bread, and these johnny dang diamonds
They don t love you till you dead or gone to jail, i m not going home
i learned the hard way
high again like the wind
Got em all gettin high, grind time consumin Dude, they don t love you till you dead or gone to jail
They don t love you till you dead or gone to jail, i got old bread, free rich the factor
A legend told too well, they ain t come from zales
They don t love you till you dead or gone to jail, you don t appreciate heaven til you go through hell