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Self Sedated
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Self Sedated was released on February 24, 2025 by ∆¶ District as a part of the album I Never Left - Single
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Release DateFebruary 24, 2025
Label∆¶ District
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Lyrics

Ay, I did it up, light it up
I be floatin' when I'm talkin, put the fire in the blunt
Got me higher than the heavens, I ain't never comin' down
Feelin' like a legend when I let the smokes around
Woo, back up in the cup with a sack of my best shit
I twist it and bless it, the session's electric
I hit it, inhale it, exhale it, forget it
My mind in a vortex, my thoughts interjected
I'm flexin' my mental, the weed is essential
My tempo is temporary, transcendental
I'm touchin' the sky when I puff on a pound
Every second, my essence is truly celestial
Tell me what you really know about the chronic
Livin' in my conic, I got it bionic
I'm blowin' like a comet, my soul is atomic
I'm locked in a zone so supersonic
Exotic, I got it, it's louder than logic
I'm twistin' the flavors, my joint is hypnotic
A chemist with cannabis, mixin' the potent
My potency potent, my motion robotic
I be chiefin' on that strong
Lungs be heavy, but I'm gone
Every hit, I hear a song
Every puff, I write my wrongs
Speedin' up the tempo, I be rollin' like a king
OG in my system, got me floatin' off the scene
Twistin' up that sticky like I'm sculptin' Michelangelo
Pass it to my homie, then we wildin' out like animals
Ayy, roll it up, light it up, puff it and pass
Hit it once, hit it twice, feelin' it fast
THC levels, beat touchin' max
Eyes so low, got me stuck in the past
Break it down, break it down, roll it up
Take a hit now, I'm outta space
Ain't no gravity pullin' me down
I'm above the clouds, I ain't got a trace
Intergalactic with patterns of rappin
My mind is a map and I travel through space
Every puff like a nebula burnin
I'm turnin' my brain, got a whole database
I remember back when I was broke
Had to scrape for a sack, had to hope for a toke
Now the flavor's exotic, the jar full of chronic
My pockets be filled, got a bag and I smoke
I be movin' like spirits inside of the mist
Got a blood in my fist and a crown on my dome
Every hit is a trip, every trip is a gift
Take a lift to the sky, I ain't never alone
I be chiefin' on that strong
Lungs be heavy but I'm gone
Every hit I hear a song
Every puff I right my wrongs
Speedin' up the tempo, I be rollin' like a king
OG in my system, got me floatin' off the scene
Twistin' up that sticky like I'm sculptin' Michelangelo
Pass it to my homie, then we wildin' out like animals
I be ridin' through the city with a hundred pre-rolls
One toke for average folk and that's all she wrote
Eyes too low but the vision stay clear
We ain't comin' down there, we live up here
We ain't comin' down there, we live up here
I be chiefin' on that strong
Lungs be heavy but I'm gone
Every hit I hear a song
Every puff I right my wrongs
Speedin' up the tempo, I be rollin' like a king
OG in my system, got me floatin' off the scene
Twistin' up that sticky like I'm sculptin' Michelangelo
Pass it to my homie, then we wildin' out like animals
OG
I be ridin' through the city with a hundred pre-rolls
One toke for average folk and that's all she wrote
Eyes too low but the vision stay clear
We ain't comin' down there, we live up here
Written by: Arsh Khan
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