Gone Off That Ganja

[Hook]
Wrote all of my sorrows in a blunt
Bought so much damn weed it last me for a month
I’m the reason why your connect is dry
& I’m the reason why they reup they supply
I’m gone off that ganja, I’m gone see ya tomorrow
Said I’m gone off that ganja, I’m gone see ya tomorrow
Said go-gone off that ganja, I’m gone see ya tomorrow
Said I’m gone off that ganja, I’m gone see ya tomorrow

[Verse 1]
I’m faded for a reason please don’t bother me
Blue Hawaiian in my system got me wobbly
Bitches bring their friends, the ones that act obnoxiously
Come in this room, don’t make a sound, just smoke this & get fucked to sleep
My heart is racing but there is no finish line
Every time I smoke I come up with an iller line
Slit my wrist to see the color of my inner lies
Bet I know more bout your bitch when I get between her thighs
& this what the weed do, my mama callin’ it evil
But she don’t know when I picked up the P-E-Ncil, I insult
People who told me I would never break through
Or get through the temple within my mind it was so stressful
But now I got a new bitch and a whole lot of weed
So I got a handful & a breastful
God MC, but I can’t bless you, but I can test you
Up on the M-I-C come & get schooled, you’re the foreign exchange student & I’m the principal
This is an example of me being lyrical
But you don’t hear it though because your ears are typical

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[Verse 2]
My head is achin’.. This weed I’m breakin’..
This girl I’m datin’..? Her ex is hatin’..
His time he wastin’.. I get in her waist and
Go for an itty bitty taste, told her if she cum first, it’s a complete race
Shawty taste just like a jolly rancher
I get in that thang & then I lean, I’m her promethazine
I said she sweet just like a jolly rancher
I get in that thang & then I lean, I’m her promethazine
She said “I love you,” I said “I love— ooh..”
I can’t say “I love you too,” ‘cause that’s just not what me & my niggas do
I may sound like a simple fool, but when you been through, what I been through
None of this shit wouldn’t seem so untypical
Now you know why a nigga got trust issues
I trust no bitch, they only get close ‘cause I’m close to gettin’ rich
Money power & fame, the devil yellin’ 6
True to the game, I will never ever snitch
If you wanna see God then just put 5 on it
Then hit this blunt & let’s see if you can survive on it

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