paroles de chanson Smokers Interlude - CJ Real

Mary Jane she gets me high
Mary Jane she gets me by
I love to smoke man I get so high
When I die ima be so high
When I die ima be so high
When I die ima be so high

When I die, have a pound at my funeral
Have them blunts rolled up and light em up at my burial
Have my latest mixtape playing out a stereo
I'm in a better place now you ain't gotta worry bro
Don't shed no tears just, go crack some beers open
For the realist motherfuker you dun heard spoken
No angel but I was descent
These ain't grams I got fifty pieces
You make more money like that when your work is the cleanest
And I don't give a fuck if my Jordans got creases
Why you think we selling dope for buy another pair next weekend
When I die, take over my route
Get your money build up your clout
And every move you make, make sure it's in and out
And when that time comes you better get up out
Even though the hustle never dies real shit this ain't no lie

Mary Jane she gets me high
Mary Jane she gets me by
I love to smoke man I get so high
When I die ima be so high
When I die ima be so high
When I die ima be so high

All my smokers, stay focused