Backwood Theory

[Part I: Produced by Drake Connor]

[Chorus]
Ghost flow the whip
Let's grab a zone, let's take a trip
See all I know
It take a Backwood just to get me faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded
Ghost flow the whip
Let's grab a zone, let's take a trip
See all I know
It take a Backwood just to get me faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded

[Verse 1]
(Yeah, uh)
My life's [? 0:43]
[? 0:44] by gangsters, thugs
My granddad ain't show me no love
Even though he made a mill' off drugs
Now, I'm back in the street with the plugs
Now, I'm back in the street with the slugs
I'm from the slum, what I become
A special one, you cannot judge (uh)
We cannot budge (uh)
We makin' too much (uh)
Life a rush (uh)
They wanna get left in the dust, but they ain't ask for much
The stars and the skies got my name
I hit 95 in the lane
I'm in a high-rise on you lames
Ain't amount to shit is insane
This amount of shit is in vein
White girls, cocaine
Where them boys? Coping (oh, no!)
[? 1:18]
Everything for the low-low
Hit me up, I got cells
Hit me up, let's switch L's

[Chorus]
Ghost flow the whip
Let's grab a zone, let's take a trip
See all I know
It take a Backwood just to get me faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded
Ghost flow the whip
Let's grab a zone, let's take a trip
See all I know
It take a Backwood just to get me faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded - faded

[Sample: [?]]
If you ain't never been there, you gon' take a trip with us now, baby!

[Part II: Produced by Calez]
Faded beyond measure, I'm rockin' Margielas
My gas got no pedal, I turn up a level
I dance with the Devil, I got me some [? 1:58]
How does my bezel look? I think it's elegant
Fuck what you think, I'm 'bout to hit my lil' shorty on sync
I'm 'bout to hit my lil' shorty on sync
I'm 'bout to hit my lil' shorty on sync
I'm 'bout to hit my lil' shorty, don't blink!
On Foe 'nem, my money gon' double the jeans
I'm drinkin' that soda, my [? 2:12]
My money look blue, see my girl, she look new
My daughter a tooth away from a new [? 2:16]
I swear, on Foe 'nem, just hit me and link
Put that on bro 'nem, I'm out of here
Adam's here, atmosphere
I'm going straight through the stratosphere
All them lames looking like, "How you get here?"
Explanations: zero, I got none
One of the ones since 2001
I won over my demons, so now I'm looking at these angels fighting over the son
I put the time on a bomb, it go boom
Dead man better than a broke man
Broke man worse than a dead man
Rich man stuck in his bullshit
Good man might be the feds, man
(Stuck in my own head, man)
Call it music when I write on the walls
I need ya mind 'til you fall
People say my shit too hard, pause!
Believe the beat, it need new heart, pause!
Brand new cars in there
I'm gon' ball, I'm Seth (okay)
I wish y'all the best, watch how I finesse! (yeah)