Breeze

Hook:
So high
So let me chill with a breeze
Then Imma roll the windows down and get to feelin' the breeze
I swear to God that what I feel with the weed
It help me take my words and paint a picture beautifully

Verse 1:
Another Sunday afternoon
Chillin' out with this weed and a pack of brew
I'm feelin' good I'm proceeding to crack a few
Nobody fuckin' up my vibe I might eat me a cap of shrooms
So wavy, the life that I live is crazy, ridin' on this vibe and I'm hyped to see where it takes me
I know a few wanna fight me and wanna fade me
But I ain't stooping down your height can you really blame me?
I'm from, AZ ain't no freeways cramped but when I'm hitting California where my DJ camp
I push the pedal like a relay champ I'm comin' back wit weed that's packaged with the CA stamp
So holler at me, if it was me I'd wanna wait
The quality I got well you could see it in the taste
Wait, I mean, oh, you need another 8th? Well Imma be a lil' late, cause I'm so high

Hook:
So high
So let me chill with a bleeze
Then Imma roll the windows down and get to feelin' the breeze
I swear to God that what I feel with the weed
It help me take my words and paint a picture beautifully

Verse 2:
It's like, I'm at the point where I'm just tryin' to manage
You know that time you got a lil' bit too high and you panicked
I mean, the only difference is that I really planned it
I like the feeling I'll be fine by like the time that I'm landing
For round 2, I'm bound to
Get to rollin' and smokin' around you
Puffin a blunt on a trip when I found truth
Family members look in wonder my lips turning brown too
Down to match you on a wood shit I might as well
Cause the one you bout to roll is lookin' light as hell
Funny story had this girl ask me for white for sale
I told her hit the blunt instead but she don't like the smell
Well god damn, look I'm not tryna to be hostile
But Imma blame that on the coke up in the line of your nostrils
I got no hard feelings I'm just writing the gospel
I got the mind of Picasso because I'm so high