Meridian (feat. The Late Ones)

Got to be kidding, man, cousin to Prime Meridian

Rippin' it and a stick it with the wickedest flow, so

Swinging low on my chariot

Pick it up and I'm carrying

Turn up the fader and I push it the most

I know you're bumpin' it, loving it and a jumping

With the Elovated feeling, put you in the right mood

You got the Jones in your bones

Make yourself at home

We bring a message that you never should lose

Said she want my ganja

Said she wanna puff my herb, so

Said she want my lovin'

So, I got to give her some

Said she want my ganja

Said she wanna puff my herb, so

Said she want my lovin'

So, I got to give it to her, so

I gotta bring it and sing it

I got the wickedest rhythm

I bring the style with the dubbiest flow, so

My mind combined with a spirit

I gotta spit it when I hear and near it

Hit with the fear of the ghost

Bust out confetti, flow is cold as a yeti

I'm always ready and steady

We love the people the most

I get so high, see a bird going by on fire

I got the Phoenix and it's killin' my throat

Said she want my ganja

Said she wanna puff my herb, so

Said she want my lovin'

So, I got to give her some

Said she want my ganja

Said she wanna puff my herb, so

Said she want my lovin'

So, I got to give it to her, so

(I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta

I gotta, I gotta, I gotta give it to her

I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta

I gotta, I gotta give it to her)

My brother called me up, yo

It's Elovaters, ya know

He said he got him a riddim and now he's spittin' his flow

I gotta hit my ganja girl, then it's on, catch me on the road

Send that over, 'bout to cruise to the studio

Smoke it up, feel it out, let the lyrics flow

Vibes is high, keep the bass hella loud and low

I don't need you in my bed, I need you in my head

Sinsemilla trails, makin' love, watchin' the love spread

Man, it don't matter the situation, my mind is constantly racing

I'm forever just thinking 'bout her

I know she wit it because the sky's the limit

TLO constantly giving food for thought, what's the word?

You know the world is just judging, they look at us like we buggin'

I keep my head high while I'm smoking this herb-erb

Everybody got a story, fuck the fame, I want the glory

Got a team of warriors like I'm Steve Kerr

Said she want my ganja

Said she wanna puff my herb, so

Said she want my lovin'

So, I got to give her some

Said she want my ganja

Said she wanna puff my herb, so

Said she want my lovin'

So, I got to give it to her, so