Lyte It Up

Lyrics

[Chorus: Str8jaket] Light it up, light it up Inhale, hold it in and blow the stress away In the clouds, Mary lift me up Exhale, hit again I'm getting right today (Today) Find me in the clouds, I'ma smoke my kind when I'm feeling down And you can find me floating by On cloud nine, that's a sign that I'm getting high, yeah that's right [Verse 1: Lyte] You stressed but I won't let you make it to the ledge, dawg Lizzle gon' light it up, here's something to take the edge off Yeah we on it, the chronic, it can erase thoughts 'Cause my brain's steady spinning like Sonic the Hedgehog And oh yes, I'ma protеst, my fist in the air for peace likе a trippy hippie It's just we fuck the police, bitch please, tell the piggies come and get me And I'm from a tricky city, I'm from the nitty gritty And if you with me quickly spark up that sticky-icky And put that bitch in roto, rotation if you don't know Meditation for a whole soul, medication for the loco For sure, ho, need to relax, I'ma put myself in a weed nap On the verge of having a relapse, be mad, it's the bag And I definitely need that in effect as we packing some loud pine Look at the clock, it's about time Bitch I'm off to cloud nine So puff this and you'll forget your problems and your mortgage You're poor bitch, now listen to the chorus in orbit [Chorus: Str8jaket] Light it up, light it up Inhale, hold it in and blow the stress away In the clouds, Mary lift me up Exhale, hit again I'm getting right today (Today) Find me in the clouds, I'ma smoke my kind when I'm feeling down And you can find me floating by On cloud nine, that's a sign that I'm getting high, yeah that's right [Verse 2: Lyte] I need to smoke one, maybe two No jokin' son, it's been crazy dude And things been a little shaky lately, things I've put my lady through Got a baby too, no more running the streets and making shady moves Need to pop the top on the '82 and blow this hole eight feet through It's dazy (ooh!), I'ma face it too At a pace that's smooth in a place that's cool Embrace it, dude, you basic fool, nah, these things I daily do In my life and I like to fly high like NASA How many times can I ask ya? Puff, puff, then pass bruh Smokin' with me, you'll get asthma And I'm in a class of my own And I'm stoned, so no more living in the past, duh There's things I need to master, like get this cash up I swear this bastard is living on his last buck It drives my ass nuts, so watch us ash blunts And keep my grass cut for the snakes that slither in the pasture I'm moving past ya, so let's sell to the next Hell don't it feel good when you exhale? [Chorus: Str8jaket] Light it up, light it up Inhale, hold it in and blow the stress away In the clouds, Mary lift me up Exhale, hit again I'm getting right today (Today) Find me in the clouds, I'ma smoke my kind when I'm feeling down And you can find me floating by On cloud nine, that's a sign that I'm getting high, yeah that's right [Verse 3: Str8jaket] Woke up Sunday morning like Jesus! I can smell the crumb bum aroma, grab the tray and call the homies over Smoking some of that "get right" on her Relieve the stress without the coma of mixing Xanax and Soma Light it up! I'm getting high now, worries goodbye now Sent to the sky now, never want to come down How could I ever live without this chronic? When I'm on it I'm lifted up, without it I'm feeling down It's no addiction just a deadly prescription For a mind busy like mine, anxiety all the time But the flick of the BiC ignite the end of the spliff Anxiety starts to lift like leaves blown in the drift Such a powerful relief, the medicine that I need I'm about to light it up, got my homies smoking with me [Chorus: Str8jaket] Light it up, light it up Inhale, hold it in and blow the stress away In the clouds, Mary lift me up Exhale, hit again I'm getting right today (Today) Find me in the clouds, I'ma smoke my kind when I'm feeling down And you can find me floating by On cloud nine, that's a sign that I'm getting high, yeah that's right