Lyrics Grams Into Ashes - Stone

Oh
Ashes into ashes
Grams into dust
Yellow brick road
Paved me my way
Ashes into ashes
Grams into dust
Seven goes eleven
When sus don't trust
Crossing over bloodlines
You won't get paid
When you cross
Bloodlines on me broad day

All my symmetry
Turning meters in to feet
Got conversions by the week
Into days, I need sleep
Shoot
Rolling documentary
In my head off the weed
Aristocracy and poverty
All in front of me, ah
I just roll it up and burn it
Surely sir, I'm surely certain
That I'm silly cause I'm' working
Let me take that puff
Loco in my motive
Got me local with my motor
A freshly painted roller coaster
On the same ole track
Oh
Let me sober up for a second chance
At this new found
Love for You
It's the liquor every time
Ten - four buddy
Put down the internet and make some money
Not ten to four
Or Ken Griffey with some foams
But grimace with a grimace
Slanging beef to you're home
Yea it's
Ashes into ashes
Grams into dust
Seven goes eleven
When sus don't trust
Crossing over bloodlines
You won't get paid
When you cross
Bloodlines on me broad day
Ashes into ashes
Grams into dust
Yellow brick road
Paved me my way