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Dopetrackz - Kush Theoriez [Album Version] Lyrics



Dopetrackz - Kush Theoriez [Album Version] Lyrics
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Watchin' the whole world movin' in slow motion
Smokin' kush think my thoughts then I'm coastin'
Ridin' thru the city lights, blunt lit
Gettin' high, behind mob tint
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez

I'm on my level gettin' tempted by the devil
Smokin' several Swisher sweets rolled perfectly by a rebel
Known to mash on the gas pedal
Come around that corner like I'm runnin' for a medal
Kush in my lungs money on my mind
Got the world waitin' on me but I lost time
Why the police lookin' at me like I did a crime
For mistakes committed in another lifetime
Yeah... shit get deep
Ridin' thru the city late night can't sleep
Got me thinkin' f*ck you pay me
You got the money you can beat the case like Casey
Just like Brenda, Casey had a baby
Yeah, just another sad case see
The world goin' crazy askin'
God to save me
Tryin' to reach em' smokin' kush daily

Watchin' the whole world movin' in slow motion
Smokin' kush think my thoughts then I'm coastin'
Ridin' thru the city lights, blunt lit
Gettin' high, behind mob tint
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez

What if dope boys were politicians
Everybody free survival of the fittest
F*ck money my mind got all the richest
It's just me and Mary f*ck all you other bitches
What if Obama was really down with Osama
And back stabbed em' well shit that's just bad karma
I'm just tryin to holla at that farmer growin' that marijuana
In the back of the field like there ain't no tomorrow
And tell em' I wanna smoke his best crop, yeah
That burnin' bush on that mountain top
Have a convo with the man up top
Ask him why my dawg got locked
Ask him why my other dawg turned cop? (Yeah)
Shit soundin' like a song from B.I.G. and Pac (Yeah)
Tryin' to cope with swisher sweets and Ciroc
Like f*ck it I'ma let the beat drop

Watchin' the whole world movin' in slow motion
Smokin' kush think my thoughts then I'm coastin'
Ridin' thru the city lights, blunt lit
Gettin' high, behind mob tint
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez

I'm on my level
I'm on my level
I'm on my level
Gettin' tempted by the devil
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Watchin' the whole world movin' in slow motion
Smokin' kush think my thoughts then I'm coastin'
Ridin' thru the city lights, blunt lit
Gettin' high, behind mob tint
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez

I'm on my level gettin' tempted by the devil
Smokin' several Swisher sweets rolled perfectly by a rebel
Known to mash on the gas pedal
Come around that corner like I'm runnin' for a medal
Kush in my lungs money on my mind
Got the world waitin' on me but I lost time
Why the police lookin' at me like I did a crime
For mistakes committed in another lifetime
Yeah... shit get deep
Ridin' thru the city late night can't sleep
Got me thinkin' f*ck you pay me
You got the money you can beat the case like Casey
Just like Brenda, Casey had a baby
Yeah, just another sad case see
The world goin' crazy askin'
God to save me
Tryin' to reach em' smokin' kush daily

Watchin' the whole world movin' in slow motion
Smokin' kush think my thoughts then I'm coastin'
Ridin' thru the city lights, blunt lit
Gettin' high, behind mob tint
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez

What if dope boys were politicians
Everybody free survival of the fittest
F*ck money my mind got all the richest
It's just me and Mary f*ck all you other bitches
What if Obama was really down with Osama
And back stabbed em' well shit that's just bad karma
I'm just tryin to holla at that farmer growin' that marijuana
In the back of the field like there ain't no tomorrow
And tell em' I wanna smoke his best crop, yeah
That burnin' bush on that mountain top
Have a convo with the man up top
Ask him why my dawg got locked
Ask him why my other dawg turned cop? (Yeah)
Shit soundin' like a song from B.I.G. and Pac (Yeah)
Tryin' to cope with swisher sweets and Ciroc
Like f*ck it I'ma let the beat drop

Watchin' the whole world movin' in slow motion
Smokin' kush think my thoughts then I'm coastin'
Ridin' thru the city lights, blunt lit
Gettin' high, behind mob tint
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez
These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez

I'm on my level
I'm on my level
I'm on my level
Gettin' tempted by the devil
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Writer: Villaruel
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Dopetrackz Publishing

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Performed By: Dopetrackz
Length: 3:26
Written by: Villaruel

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