What's up man, what you want? Hey man, let me get an ace. You want an ace? I'm gonna find an ace for you in a little while. How much money you got? Get out of my pocket, son. Just get a regular ace. Alright, well, come on in. Don't touch nothing either. Here, smell this. I just got this right here from Cambodia. It's a Cambodia Crispy. You know Cambodia Crispy, man. Okay, I'm gonna be honest, man. That's really a CPD. But just give me $37 and you can have it. I wish I could fly I would probably never come down But all of the bulls**t Confusion on the ground I wish that I was high Cause I can't live my life when it's loud So I'm gonna call up bros Tell them roll up one right now I'm tryna smoke I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high That's just how I get by Let that burn to the motherf**kin' sky That's that kill, that's that fire I'm tryna smoke Don't you cry, don't you cry I'm alright, I just need to put my mind at ease Someone tell my baby mama I'm just tryna keep the peace I ain't here for all that drama I'm tryna smoke Life's no fairy tale I know all too well Gotta plant the seeds sometime Then you let it grow Inhale, exhale Some more Heaven and hell If you know, you know It's beautiful Gotta just let it go Spark up a blindin' smoke Feels like a fly It's like a fly We all in a booth And confusion on the ground I wish that I was high Cause I can't live my life on the slow No, I can't live it that way So I'm gonna call up bros Tell them roll up one right now I'm tryna smoke Tryna keep myself from looking over the edge I know life's a bitch, she could at least give me this Sometimes, I mean, is that too much to ask? That's why, lately, I've been smoking on gas I know God is good, I know he keep me alive I be badly talking to a moose When I'm high, when I'm high, I see All that crystal clear When I'm high, I see Through the smoke and the mirrors If I could fly I would probably never come down We all in a booth And confusion on the ground I wish that I was high Cause I can't live my life on the slow No, I can't live it that way So I'm gonna call up bros Tell them roll up one right now So I'm gonna call up bros Tell them roll up one right now I'm tryna smoke Where's the cash at? I'm tryna smoke on gas I know life's a bitch, she could at least give me this Sometimes, I mean, is that too much to ask? That's why, lately, I've been smoking on gas I know God is good, I know he keep me alive I be badly talking to a moose When I'm high, when I'm high, I see All that crystal clear When I'm high, I see Through the smoke and the mirrors Gimme, gimme $39, damn it!