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Slow Burn
97
On Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Slow Burn was released on April 20, 2026 by 2016LYFE as a part of the album KushComa
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Release DateApril 20, 2026
Label2016LYFE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostfacekush
Ghostfacekush
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ghostfacekush
Ghostfacekush
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
smokedope2016
smokedope2016
Producer

Lyrics

Too high, Too high
Too high, Too high
Too high, Too high
Too high, Too high
I'm so cold, ****, I'm alone, ****
She ain't pull up here to puff, just let me roll with her
Take this LSD and show me that your soul different
Demons tellin' me to sleep, I tell 'em, "Don't, ****"
'Cause that's an entity that's tryna make your soul different
Will you remember me when I'm out on the road hittin'
Different blunts than the one that I just rolled, killin'
Different bitches gettin' wishes to my mind, free
Gon' make a difference, if you blind, let your mind see
Why don't you listen?
I'm just tryna give you the mission, don't be malicious
Sittin' by the river while hittin' this blunt in Richmond
I ain't never fuck with silver, my gold chain, that bitch be hittin'
And I've been slowly dyin', but I'd rather go out flyin'
Put your blunts up to the sky if you remember me
And I've been slowly dyin', but I'd rather go out flyin'
Put your blunts up to the sky if you remember me
Yeah, and I've been livin' good, so I never complain
And I got my money, got my blunts, I got my bitch out in Spain
I lost my grip in the rain, I'm really slippin' away
I get so high, I get so high, I thought 'bout rentin' the plane
And I remember them days we used to sit by the river
Talk to bro like, "How we gon' get these figures?"
Like, trust your soul, man, that shit really different
No pick and roll, when I shoot it, I'm hittin'
You got a goal, then you better go get it
Back of the show, all my ****, we trippin'
I pack the bowl, rest in peace how I'm rippin'
I'm really stoned, boy, that smoke in the kitchen
Just leave me 'lone, boy, I'd rather be dippin'
Catch me in my zone like a defense, I'm sittin'
You hear this song, then your life gettin' realer
Real Ghostface, I be with them killers
Girl, what you know?
Girl, hit this blunt if you wanna come float
Out by the sun, tryna burn out my soul
Shoot down the crows, I'm a pharaoh
If I touch it, I can turn shit to gold
If I rush it, then it might hurt me mo'
My bitch, she rushin' like this blunt I just rolled
My bitch, she bad when she work on that pole
Your bitch, she nothin', my bitch work for her goals
Keep that shit on the low
Young **** from the East, goin' ghost
Young killer from the East, goin' coast to coast
Lost my mind for a second, I was lost
No more time for the ones that hold me close
I lost my mind, I was havin' second thoughts
I let that shine on my wrist every time
But then I look at the sky and wish that time could just be bought
Paper planes rolled up, double cups poured up, we high
Everything goin' up, sparkin' the blunt up, we high
Drown in marijuana, drownin' all my thoughts out, we high
'Bout to roll up, man, I'm 'bout to smoke a whole pound
Too high, Too high
Too high, Too high
Written by: Ghost Face Kush
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