Zak J. - Inhale Lyrics

The homies sipping they codeine while I'm hitting my Xopenex
They passing round the f*cking blunt while they take the double cup to the neck
I just grab the blunt & I Inhale
Hoping we don't go to jail
I just grab the blunt & inhale
Stress that's what I exhale, wow
Inhale, Inhale
I just grab the blunt & I inhale
Stress that's what I exhale
Inhale, Inhale
I just grab the blunt & I inhale
Stress that's what I exhale

I'm driving I'm driving
I'm flying I'm flying
The Homies passing round the xuse
We smoking we vibing we living our lives but we don't know what to do, yet
We not focused on the truth, yet
We just tryna have fun
We smoking grams
Yeah we smoking grams
Yeah we smoking grams by the ton
So I'm stoned as f*ck like a boulder
No burdens on my shoulders
I'm blowing problems out the window
As the blunt continues to smolder
Time to go hit Roberto's
Put the car in drive then I pass that
Put the car in drive then I gas that
That's free food gotta have that
Yeah nobody understands man
Nobody understand man
I'm just living life Just living life
In between the asthma attacks man
And my homies sippin they prometh
While I'm hitting my Xopenex
I'm tryna stay in the moment man but everything seems to bring me stress
Wow

Inhale, Inhale
I just take a moment & inhale
I'm glad that I'm not in jail
Inhale, Inhale
I just grab the blunt & I inhale
Stress that's what I exhale

Xopenex keeps me moving right
Cause my chest stay getting tight
Smoking bomb smoking f*cking flight
Everyday every f*cking night
Side effects make me feel alright
Now I'm high as f*cking kite
Yeah, huh
Now I'm high as a f*cking kite
I wanna ball but I'm broke, yeah
But I still got hope, yeah
My homies say that I'm chosen
While we eating food that's stolen
Oh well oh well, yeah
That's the way that it goes, yeah
I remember when the big homie used to buy me meals for nothing
And that's the reason that I f*cking made it
I had other parents with no relation
They even gave me meds
Gave me xopenex
While my mom was at the bar f*cking drinking
It's crazy, It's crazy
How blood really don't mean shit
Yeah, huh
Nothing ever really means shit
But it's cool, It's cool
I just take a moment and inhale
Enjoy the moment never look back
Yeah I'm really glad I'm not in jail
I remember back in the day
Everybody got locked up
I was the only who was safe
While everyone got caught up
But it's cool now cause they free
And we smoking on bomb tree
And we rolling down
We rolling down
Yeah we rolling down the street
Getting dutches from habibs
Then I roll it up
And I smoke it up
Take another hit yeah I toke it up
Cause my homies all got they double cups, yuup

Inhale, Inhale
I just take a moment & inhale
I'm glad that I'm not in Jail
Inhale, Inhale
I just grab the blunt & I inhale
Stress that's what I exhale
The homies sipping they codeine while I'm hitting my Xopenex
They passing round the f*cking blunt while they take the double cup to the neck
I just grab the blunt & Inhale
Hoping we don't go to jail
I just grab the blunt & inhale
Stress that's what I exhale
Inhale, Inhale
I just grab the blunt and I inhale
Stress that's what I exhale
Inhale, Inhale
I just grab the blunt & I inhale, Uhh