HiddenRoad - Zone Out Lyrics

Take this weed to the dome, inhale deep then I zone out
Getting high, getting high, pen and pad, put this dope down
On paper, spit it on the mic later
I do what I do, ain't got no time to be a hater
Operator, get low, get high
Lose your spirit in the flow, tell them hoes goodbye
Hit it, fly, in the sky, f*ck the friction, Hidden glides
Go outside, walk the pup, yeah, see me drifting by
It's a ride, yo what up, me, I'm getting by
Said sedated with a grin, cause, I'm getting high
Yo, I let it go for some years
Hit the bottle, drunk as f*ck, then it started coming clear
I need that sticky eww eee, that's all I really need
F*ck the whiskey, f*ck the ciggys, yeah green is the new me
Pop a xan now and then but only to supplement
A new strain might make me anxious need time to adjust to it
Only true smokers know
I zone out, I zone out, I zone out, I zone out