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Yeah
SlayDro
J Dilla right here
Badu, Indica Badu
Yeah, that's right
Riding 'round the city with my homies, blowing trees
Wavy like the Seven Seas
Living life, let me get it right
Let me give it a minute to get up in it
Like a beautiful independent woman is finna' make you wait to smash
Come now let me count this cash
Come now let me set this flash
Pockets fat like shorty ass
Jump in the whip gotta get this gas
Put that shit in drive, I'm live like ammunition
No permission needed
I proceeded to accelerate
Had days with hella' hate
But gotta let that anger migrate
All this shit that's on my plate
That food for thought that can't be bought
But only taught and on the real know
I can't get much higher
Been smoking that fire
Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can't get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it
I can't get much higher
Been smoking that fire
Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can't get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it
I can't get much higher
Nigga like we smoking all weekend
And I roll and smoke when I'm drinkin'
Tell them open that door but don't peek in
We be havin' a OG Kush meetin'
If we smokin' that dope it's a reason
Eyes so low from the chiefin'
I'ma get high when I wake up
And roll me one more 'fore I'm sleeping
Man I be smokin' so good that I be forgettin' to pass
It don't even come to my house if it ain't wrapped up in a turkey bag
We roll up the herb and laugh
Kick back, blow a zip
Take it on a plane, know I smoke the same when I'm on a trip
Nigga like me always got weed on 'em
Try to tell me that she don't smoke later on she joinin'
Ain't no point going back, keep goin' in
You been rollin' with cats, who borin'
I be bringin' 'em stacks enormous
Section always in the back important
Bad bitch gorgeous, pack imported
I can't get much higher
Been smokin' that fire
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can't get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it
I can't get much higher
Been smokin' that fire
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can't get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it I can't get much higher (Uh)
Yeah I'm finna get up in the feelin'
Independent feelin' like a boss
Roll a little somethin', smoke a little smoothin'
Kick back and then floss
Chiefin' that Indica in the cut
Tell my anxiety to get lost
Fuck a pill, only numb the pain
You know how much that shit cost?
I ain't talkin' 'bout your pocket
No I am only talkin' about the mind
When the cannabis combine with the brain
It be like everything you seen you seen the shine
Smokin' that golden state, everythin' going great
Got a lot on my plate
Not a single complaint
Stackin' money in the bank
This that RATTPACK and that Taylor Gang
They know the face and they know the name
I'm a married man with a bad wife
Never fuck around unless it's Mary Jane
Come play the game
Honestly never the same
Just like my flow, got one for every occasion
Livin' the life so my life is amazin'
I can't get much higher
Been smokin' that fire
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can't get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use that fire, ignite it
I can't get much higher
Been smokin' that fire
Ridin' 'round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can't get much higher
Word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it
Use the fire, ignite it
I can't get much higher
Yeah
And if you don't know by now, I smoke weed
Hahahaha
How Wiz gonna give me the verse
He ain't gonna give me the laugh though?
Hahaha
That shit iconic
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Indica Badu
Yeah, ayy
I work hard every motherfuckin' day-ay-ay-ayy
I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah
But today is my day, it's my day
And no matter what they say, it's my day
La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah
Roll up to the spot, feelin' real good
Think you gon' talk shit, you better not, my homies real hood
They say, Logic, why you do that? I don't know, I don't know
Yeah, they used to be like, who that? I don't know, I don't know
Now they know my name wherever I go
Used to think that's what I wanted, but now just don't know
No, I can't fuck with that, knuck if you buckin' back
Yeah, I been workin' but I ain't get nothin' back
Tell me the dealy now, hold up, wait, really now
All of that shit you been talkin' just silly now
Just as quick as you rise
Just as quick as you could fall
Oh, no, no, no, I can't fuck with that at all
Can't fuck with that at all
I work hard every motherfuckin' day-ay-ay-ayy
I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah
But today is my day, it's my day
And no matter what they say, it's my day
La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah
All, all she ever wanted was attention
And a bunch of other shit I shouldn't mention
'Cause she got daddy issues for days, for days and days
But today, she ain't got shit to do
Her right along with you
So we gon' fuck around and vibe, and vibe, and vibe, and vibe
I'm tryna live my life, but am I doing it right?
Yeah, I'm tryna live my life, but am I doing it right?
'Cause they tell me I'm the man
You the man right now, you the man right now
With the whole wide world in the palm of your hand right now
Fuck the lights and the cameras and the money and the fame
I'ma do it for the fam right now
I'ma get it for the 301 and the R-A-double T-P-A-C 'cause you know
I work hard every motherfuckin' day-ay-ay-ayy
I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah
But today is my day, it's my day
And no matter what they say, it's my day
La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah
She's got electric boots
A mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
B-B-B-Bennie, B-B-B-Bennie
Hey kids, shake it loose together
The spotlight's hitting something
That's been known to change the weather
We'll kill the fatted calf tonight
So stick around
You're gonna hear electric music
Solid walls of sound
Say, Candy and Ronnie
Have you seen them yet?
But they're so spaced out
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie, she's really keen
She's got electric boots
A mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine (yeah)
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Let me get it now, Momma I made it
True story, I have upgraded
Everbody back then used to hate it
Now they all appreciate it
I might sound out of my mind
Matter of fact out of line
But I been runnin' and gunnin',
Gettin' it for myself in due time
I'm finna take it to the line,
I'm in the beginning of the prime
Tony Montana the world's mine
Yeah, it's finally 'bout time
Went from Section eight to better times
Serving food to writin' rhymes
For Elton John, the greatest of all-time
Hey kids, plug into the faithless
Maybe they're blinded
But Bennie makes them ageless
We shall survive
Let us take ourselves along
Where we fight our parents out in the streets
To find who's right and who's wrong
Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet?
Oh, but they're so spaced out
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie, she's really keen
She's got electric boots
A mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets (yeah yeah)
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Ohh, Bennie and the Jets