Lyrics

[Intro] But let us leave these two young men To sit and reflect on the fate of the world For life as we know it, my brother must go on And so the hustlers continue to hustle And the players continue to play (Baby) [Verse 1] Every day​ we wake up to all Def Jam Curfman Wonder who the therapists go to after all that therapy We got a big ass situation on our hands, like Cherokee The people versus the powers that be It ain't enough charity But I call my grinder Ariana 'cause my kush sing loud (My kush sing loud) Baby, ooh, ooh, shit Baby, ooh, ooh, shit Baby, ooh, ooh, shit [Chorus] I rolled the blunt of OG, so high, oh I could fly to Ohio I rolled the blunt of OG, so high, oh I could fly to Ohio I rolled the blunt in this bitches' cherry pie How I sing with my eyes closed, oh I rolled the blunt in this bitches' cherry pie [Bridge] Watching my life go down Watching my life go down Watching my life go down [Chorus] I rolled the blunt of OG, so high, oh I could fly to Ohio (Watching my life go down) I rolled the blunt of OG, so high, oh I could fly to Ohio (Watching my life go down) I rolled the blunt in this bitches' cherry pie How I sing with my eyes closed, oh (Watching my life go down) I rolled the blunt in this bitches' cherry pie (Watching my life go down) [Outro] I have to say, my favorite form of self-care Is not carin' 'bout what another nigga got goin' on What another nigga doin', what another nigga on his plate I don't care, you know what I'm sayin', like, straight up That's my favorite form of self-care Is not carin' too much about things that don't fulfill my spirit Ya dig? Real spiritual out here, Smi D. Jakes baby, play the next song, man