D-Sleaze - Marijuanday Lyrics

Yeah
I be high as hell man I swear to God
U already know we on the S block with it nigga
SB4L
Wake up, thankin' God that I ain't dead
Lookin' out for f*ckboy shit, and crooked feds
Every time I'm steppin' off that porch, I take a chance
Black man from the D, so you know they want me dead
It was, two boys unmarked, they on my head(they was on me)
Three deep, whole time, the wrong man(wrong nigga)
Yellin', two charges, two years, and two bands
I'm a, free man, man, the lawyer was goin' ham
I was just gettin' shit together
Hoes on the floor with the bros
Thinkin' we was gon' get rich together
Now the block cold
This some different weather
Everybody grown with a different weapon
Smokin' on some strong, no brick shelter
New Kel-Tec, I don't mean to brag
Been thinkin' about gettin' a beam
So I can see his ass
Feelin' like it's Call of Duty, but delete the lag
Man, the money phone ringin', dog need a bag
They done quarantined, niggas to the middle class
Call it reparations, lookin' back at niggas past
D-Sleaze, you know I be on the keys with it
I'm just tryna make some music and collect a bag
Yeah, yo bitch slid down, tryna meet the band(she slid through)
Yeah, these good trees too and don't be cheifin' man
It's a mystery! whole squad in the van
It's marijuanday, bitch I know you see the strand
It's marijuanday, so let's smoke some weed
I'm tryna get high with my niggas
So let's blow some trees
I said it's marijuana day, so let's smoke some weed
I'm tryna get high, get high, get high
So let's blow some trees
Back at it, rollin' up another blunt
Switchin' up the strand, gettin' tired of the runtz
On some blue dream
I'm in the clouds, gettin' stuck
Say goodbyes to the plug, see him in a couple months
Better, tap in
A couple hours and it's up(it's gone)
Fiends callin', nigga, they was on it from the jump
Ain't a mil ticket, but I cop a meal with it
I'm just tryna hit some M's, nigga, count it up and make a deal with it
Niggas lurkin', but I know that he ain't got the skill
On the keys, but I'm still spittin
I don't got the gold cup, but I'm still trippin
Rest in peace, my nigga Nu, know he still winnin
Got a light, 15 like my nigga G
And another 15, you don't even see
Slide down on the cart, but it ain't the wii
And leave him at a loss of words, like he finna sneeze
It's marijuanday, so let's smoke some weed
I'm tryna get high with my niggas
So let's blow some trees
I said it's marijuana day, so let's smoke some weed
I'm tryna get high, get high, get high
So let's blow some trees
[Piano Solo]