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letra de tryna smoke - jhené aiko

[intro]
wassup man, what you want?
ayy, man, let me get a eighth, man
you want a eighth?
you want that fat eighth or a little eighth?
how much money you got?
get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth
alright well, come on in, don’t touch nothin’ either
smell this, this is, i just got this right here from cambodia, it’s a cambodia crispy
this ain’t no cambodia crispy
look, man, okay, i’ma be honest, that’s really cbd
just give me thirty seven dollars and you can have that

[chorus]
if i could fly
i would probably never come down
with all of the bullsh-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 the bros
tell ’em, “roll up one, right now”
i’m tryna smoke

[post-chorus]
i’m so high, i’m so high, i’m so high-ah-ah
that’s just how i get by-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
lift that bird to the motherf-cking sky-ah-ah
that’s that pill, that’s that fire, fire-ah-ah (i’m tryna smoke)
don’t you cry, don’t you cry, i-i-i ain’t full high
i’ma ride it, i just need to put my mind at ease (yeah)
someone tell my baby mama i’m just tryna keep the peace
i ain’t here for all that drama, i’m tryna smoke

[verse 1]
ooh, ooh, ooh
life’s no fairytale, i know all too well (well)
gotta plant the seed sometime
then you let it grow
inhale, exhale some more
heaven in h-ll
if you know, you know
that sh-t is beautiful
you gotta just let it go
spark up a blunt and smoke

[break]
you better blow that sh-t out, man
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
if i could fly (if i could fly, yeah)
i would probably never come down (yeah)
with all of the bullsh-t (all of) confusion on the ground
i wish that i was high
’cause i can’t live my life when it’s loud (you know i can’t live that way)
so i’m gonna call the bros
tell ’em, “roll up one, right now”
i’m tryna smoke

[verse 2]
tryna keep myself from looking over the edge (over the edge)
i know life’s a b-tch, but she could at least give me head (least give me head)
sometimes, i mean, is that too much to ask? (too much to ask)
that’s why lately i’ve been smokin’ on gas (smokin’ on gas)
i know god is good, i know he keep me alive
i be probably talking to him most when i’m high
when i’m high, i see all this sh-t crystal clear
when i’m high, i see through the smoke and the mirrors

[chorus]
if i could fly
i would probably never come down
with all of the bullsh-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 the bros
tell ’em “roll up one, right now”
i’m tryna smoke

[outro]
he’s a janky dealer, why you make me drink?
what you want, bruh, what you want, man?
smell this right here, man
man, it’s passionfruit?
man, that’s coleslaw og, baby
the f-ck is coleslaw og?
just gimme 65 dollars
65 dollars? you got me f-cked up
okay, well, gimme 48 dollars man, come on man
that’s a fat bag, baby
48 dollars?
that’s a whole ass— you can’t even close the bag, man
come on, man, godd-mn, i c—, gas is goin’ up
gimme 39 dollars, d-mn it

- jhene aiko

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