Calmly Smoke

I wanna smoke 'til my brain is numb

'Til I can't feel nothing and

The pain is done take the good with the bad

That's how the game is won

'Cause the sun only comes out

When the rain is done

And when I exhale the smoke

I let the problems float

When I blow out a cloud, I let the drama go

All the bullshit, the issues

All the gossip goes

All the rumors, all the whispers

All the talk just goes

All this money in my pocket

And I still feel broke i let go of all the

Nonsense and I calmly smoke (Light that up)

There's nothing that can make me angry

So take it up with God

That's the way that he made me

Or take it up with pops

That's the way that he raised me

Or blame it on the game for

The way that it paid me

Then blame it on the money for

The way that it changed me

And blame it on my lifestyle

And say that I'm crazy

And blame it on the trying

To say that I'm lazy

There's nothing that you can say

That's makin' or breakin' me

And when I blow the smoke out

It takes all the problems away from me

Let go of all the nonsense and I calmly smoke

I want to smoke so my eyes can bleed

So they don't see my pain

They just think it's weed

Use the trees so they don't see my game

They just think I'm green

Inhale deep, my problems shrink away

God forgive my sins, tomorrow's a new day

It's like the smoke is

Novocaine easin' my brain

From the world going on outside, I stay sane

(Way out) I don't smoke to forget

Before I hit this, hold my head

God bless the dead and I don't hold regrets

After I hit this, I don't listen

Fuck what you said!

You know greed was never part of my weed plan

It's fire, blame the lah for murder he wrote

I let go of all the nonsense and calmly smoke

(Alchemist, pass that shit, man

Lemme get high with you, you know)

I take long tokes, c'mon folks

Ain't nothin' in the world like strong smoke

We only blowing green shit

At least we ain't on coke

You would know what I mean

If you was born broke

Raised in the ghetto where there's

Nothing but torn folks

What, torn house, torn heart, torn clothes

I just blew four, got another four rolled

Will I die today? Shit, only Lord knows

So I exhale, inhale again

Did it for my little man

'Cause he's in jail again, need bail again

Gotta get rid of this shitty feeling

Alchemist, get your nigga higher than

A New York City building

(Roll another one, and another one)

Sour diesel haze, kush mixed

With the bubble gum, call it troublesome

'Cause the only thing that calm the Ghost

Is a deep beat, zone out and calmly smoke