I Told Her Roll Up

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Zae The Philosopher - Rap, Hip-Hop

I Told Her Roll Up

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[Verse] Yes I'm the ganja planter Call me the ganja farmer Deep down in the earth where they put the ganja Orlando come and light it up and fire Niggas always trying to blaze tell them remain quiet Got a veggie water, marijuana, butane diet Kickstand, hop out the van I'm a helluva man The geographer I'm tryna own my own Neverland Weed fix me, breathe with me Be with me, can't you see with me? I'm a G, four-course come and eat with me Damn I need ya, I'm your little chiefer I don't do white friends the niggas my hypeman Black is my lightning, my skin tone enticing Good off the loud pack they offered me five xans Me and my girl straight we just ran through five bands I keep a redeye bitch I'm 'bout to fly to France Go out to Texas shit I'm 'bout to buy the ranch I'm on my grown shit Trying to make the rules but nigga you never owned shit Chromosome bros me and my niggas the same, yo Chromosome clones 'cause all you niggas is fake yo I'm 'bout my peso like Rocky and VLONE I make them raps that get respected by Ebro Browner than black, they wrote me off as a negro Pounded in fact so let the dog off the leash yo I'm in the back with superpowers a hero Sword in my back they like to watch us bleed slow So I'm gon' breathe slow meditation's a blessing Grounded myself I must remain in the present Live for the future send all my kids a message I'm feeling useful I got weed in my beverage weed in my beverage

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  • Zae The Philosopher