Rollies

Where's my smoke I can't find my smoke Yo, yo Pass me that Roll the rollie up Pass me the fire I ain't feeling good enough Couple homies hired Till the stogie just a runt Then they vanish disappear Like everything that mattered Guess they really didn't matter Yeah I think its hella weird How people turn to casper And they ain't even dead yet I tend to move backwards Cause I wanna change my footsteps Cut the grass shorter Focus on the success Not a tall order Tryna ride into the sunset Still a bunch of bad habits, I'm at an altitude I be hella out of it, I really hate an attitude Always got a bone to pick, but swear that I ain't mad at you Yo, I swear that I ain't mad at you So roll the rollie up Pass me the fire I ain't feeling good enough Couple homies hired Till the stogie just a runt Then they dip and poof Crazy how they pick and choose When they wanna fuck with you Got me hanging by a wire, tryna lead me on Mama told me better watch for pylons It be whatever's clever, still I'm gon crash Seen some stormy weather tryna find dry land Why I roll the rollie up Pass me the fire I ain't feeling good enough Couple homies hired Till the stogie just a runt Then the stogie just a runt