Smoke Clouds - Merkules

I’m rollin' weed, trynna find myself

Every minute, every hour til' my time runs out

I’m on a highway and I can’t slowdown

If I crack open the window

All you’ll see is smoke clouds

I’m rollin' weed, trynna find myself

Every minute, every hour til' my time runs out

I’m on a highway and I can’t slowdown

If I crack open the window

All you’ll see is smoke clouds

A steady smoker, a joker with no diploma

The dopest, I’m roll the ganja

Ted talks of the marijuana, ha

The c-pedal, hella chiefin' the weed regular

Hittin' the green ambula, sleepin' with three daberas

It least I think so, I call ‘em by the same name

Got ‘em rolling blunts and pour the drinks before the gang bang

The same thang, homie

Only it’s a different day

Roll it up and drift away

I smoked the blunt then hit the jay

Trynna smoke but you ain’t pitched in

Everybody else high and I feel no pain

Went through too many talks in the brain

Shorty keep pullin' on a rope or my chain

Untainted, something like an animal

They know when our wolfs come out tonight

Too cool, I’m never with the school

When it comes to the kush, I’m about that life

I lay her back and then start pullin' down her thong

I hit like a mack and then we pullin' out that bong

R-a-a-aw

It’s how I keep it when I’m freakin'

I bust a nut, she take a cab

I’ll see her on a weekend, ha

I’m rollin' weed, trynna find myself

Every minute, every hour til' my time runs out

I’m on a highway and I can’t slowdown

If I crack open the window

All you’ll see is smoke clouds

I’m rollin' weed, trynna find myself

Every minute, every hour til' my time runs out

I’m on a highway and I can’t slowdown

If I crack open the window

All you’ll see is smoke clouds

Ten shots of vodka and a fresh pack of swishers

I turned into into a jerk and prolly PIMP slapped your sister?

A grown man, so refer to me as mister

I roll it up and pass it til' my thumbs get the blisters

I’m hella high, I don’t even need to try

Chiefing in the rider, fall asleep while listen drive, ha

We smoking heavy, we sippin' bourbon in the jeep

With the top down cruising, couple burned holes in the seat

So much second hand, it’s like service in the streets

Young Merk is on a creep, I put in work over these beats, ha

And you didn’t know then what you know now

I got a couple of ozys when it go down

Profound, got ‘em fiending from the dope sound

Blow pounds, roll round with the whole crowd

Yo, Merk, you need to slow it down

So they could understand

Well, I got four words for ‘em «I'm the fucking man»

Started at the bottom, now we made it to the middle

Then we remunerate to the top

Roll up the chronic and I’mma headed a little bit of gin

And I just can’t stop

Feeling faded, really high, I don’t know what time it is

Light it, blow it in the sky

You too scared to try my shit

Rollin' weed, trynna find myself

Every minute, every hour til' my time runs out

I’m on a highway and I can’t slowdown

If I crack open the window

All you’ll see is smoke clouds

Rollin' weed, trynna find myself

Every minute, every hour til' my time runs out

I’m on a highway and I can’t slowdown

If I crack open the window

All you’ll see is smoke clouds