Green Dreams

So sit back and smoke a blunt cause I just copped a zip Take a hit of this shit homie, you'll be fucking lit But yo, I shouldn't be smoking, I'm self-provoking The words that were spoken, now the rotation is broken And I'm smoking my money away, I can't seem to stop it I love other shit but can't no feeling top it It got me coughing and it got me dropping flows And it got me on my toes and it got me puffing O's Its that good feelin' that got you up to your ceiling Fuck that bammer shit, cause I only put the real in Puff, puff, pass and then you ditch class Or.. come in late and have the teacher on your ass Fuck that shit, I rather just sit down and sleep On top of that this weed got me thinking really deep But if you show up, then roll up We smoke weed as purple as crayolas And other type ya didn't even know of Rotate the circle, and pass that purple This shit got me slow like a motherfucking turtle, so Chill back, then I write some real rap Then I spit it to the people and make sure that they feel that Burn it down with the town and pass that shit around Mothafucka lose yourself in the sound, what! Maryjane was her name She got me to play the game And I've been playing ever since Smoking blunts, smoking spliffs (x4) It's that 707 and I'm feeling high as heaven So believe I got trees cos now everybody sellin' Breathe in breathe out, breathe in breathe out It's the HideandSeekZoo and you know what we about I gotta plan to smoke a gram with my man Blow it out like fan, nowadays i get too high to understand The game, it's all the same hotbox the world And switch the lane, and call me up to spark the flame mothafucka