Stoned Songtext

Gave my all but it just wasn't enough.
Ain't complaining, it was just how it was.

And now I'm just posted,
with my baddest bitch and we just kick it in this Villa watching pictures,
gettin' roasted.
Vision gettin' clearer.
Yeah, she open.
But her eyes low, never under the clouds.
Baby, we floatin'.

Probably think you know where this is going.
But this ain't one of them kinda songs.
Somebody rolling, let's get it on.
While I forget it all and get zoned.
You probably think you know where this is going.
But this ain't one of them kinda songs.
Somebody rolling, let's get it on.
While I forget it all and get zoned.
I started comin' up in the game.
And people started knowin' my name.
They tried to put me into that lane.
Then we had to go our seperate ways.
Instead of fussin' and flippin' out,
I did my thing and figured it out.
Security trippin', I ain't puttin' it out.
Smokin' loud.

And all my people's got,
champagne, fast cars, by the bar, wasted.
Potent marijuana.
That aroma make her wanna taste it.
Horses in my car, little Louis' on my bracelet.
When you live just like a star, it feel so amazin'.

You probably think you know where this is going.
But this ain't one of them kinda songs.
Somebody rolling, let's get it on.
While I forget it all and get zoned.
Probably think you know where this is going.
But this ain't one of them kinda songs.
Somebody rolling, let's get it on.
While I forget it all and get zoned.

High, but I'm focused.
One thing they know is,
If you rollin' with the gang, then you rollin' up another plane.
No stems, no seeds, I keep it G.
If you rollin' with the gang, then you rollin' up another plane.
If you rollin' with the gang, then you rollin' up another plane.
And them lame niggas get dissed.
I let that bad bitch twist.
If you rollin' with the gang, then you rollin' up another plane.
Get zoned.
If you rollin' with the gang, then you rollin' up another plane.
If you rollin' with the gang, then you rollin' up another plane.