Gas, gas
I'm rolling up to relax
Yo, I'm so done with the past
Don't bring up nothin' 'bout that
Potent stuff got the loud pack
Maybe I'll call you right back (Back)
Maybe I'll call you right back
Don't got no time to be sad, honestly
Don't got no time to be sad
I got a lot on my brain (Brain)
I got a lot to be grateful for, honestly I can't complain
I guess that life's what you make it bro
Nobody's blocking my rays
No matter all of that shade they throw, I'm gonna ignore it and do my thing
Shit comes around like a boomerang
I'm smoking loud to get through the pain
You smoke the same amount you would hallucinate
Honestly I cannot ruminate, sit in the same old room all day
Switching lanes, maneuvering metaphorically
Rolling green no nicotine, 'cause its better for me
Shit ain't what it seems I learned that the hard way
Truthfully, you gon' beam moving past that dark place
I took my time, pour glass of wine, relax
You moving fast like car chase
Had some heartbreaks in the past, had some heartaches
I will not fold, even if I don't ace it
Like playing a card game
Poker face on a hundred, hol' up wait I been bluffing
Hold up weight I've been struggling
Overthinking misunderstood
Pouring drink and I'm puffing good
Kick some real shit have you vibe-ing too
Something with feeling that can guide the youth
If you think you got it, then you probably do
If you think you got it, then you probably do
Shit, if you think you got it, then you probably do
I don't got no feelings
Honestly I don't see ceilings, nah
But on the real man, money won't bring you fulfillment (Nah, nah, nah)
If I was famous, had diamond chains on
Then would you feel me?
If I was famous, had diamond chains on
Then would you feel me? (Yeah yeah, mmm)
Yea, yea
Then would you feel me, yeah?
Y'all are some fakes, y'all like some snakes
Y'all like reptilians
Don't try to act, as if we're fam
We're not familia (Nah)
We're not familiar, honestly I am not feeling ya
Gas, gas (Gas!)
I'm rolling up to relax
Yo, I'm so done with the past (Past)
Don't bring up nothin' 'bout that
Potent stuff got the loud pack
Maybe I'll call you right back (Back)
Maybe I'll call you right back
Maybe I'll call you right back
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Gas, gas
I'm rolling up to relax
Yo, I'm so done with the past
Don't bring up nothin' 'bout that
Potent stuff got the loud pack
Maybe I'll call you right back (Back)
Maybe I'll call you right back
Don't got no time to be sad, honestly
Don't got no time to be sad
I got a lot on my brain (Brain)
I got a lot to be grateful for, honestly I can't complain
I guess that life's what you make it bro
Nobody's blocking my rays
No matter all of that shade they throw, I'm gonna ignore it and do my thing
Shit comes around like a boomerang
I'm smoking loud to get through the pain
You smoke the same amount you would hallucinate
Honestly I cannot ruminate, sit in the same old room all day
Switching lanes, maneuvering metaphorically
Rolling green no nicotine, 'cause its better for me
Shit ain't what it seems I learned that the hard way
Truthfully, you gon' beam moving past that dark place
I took my time, pour glass of wine, relax
You moving fast like car chase
Had some heartbreaks in the past, had some heartaches
I will not fold, even if I don't ace it
Like playing a card game
Poker face on a hundred, hol' up wait I been bluffing
Hold up weight I've been struggling
Overthinking misunderstood
Pouring drink and I'm puffing good
Kick some real shit have you vibe-ing too
Something with feeling that can guide the youth
If you think you got it, then you probably do
If you think you got it, then you probably do
Shit, if you think you got it, then you probably do
I don't got no feelings
Honestly I don't see ceilings, nah
But on the real man, money won't bring you fulfillment (Nah, nah, nah)
If I was famous, had diamond chains on
Then would you feel me?
If I was famous, had diamond chains on
Then would you feel me? (Yeah yeah, mmm)
Yea, yea
Then would you feel me, yeah?
Y'all are some fakes, y'all like some snakes
Y'all like reptilians
Don't try to act, as if we're fam
We're not familia (Nah)
We're not familiar, honestly I am not feeling ya
Gas, gas (Gas!)
I'm rolling up to relax
Yo, I'm so done with the past (Past)
Don't bring up nothin' 'bout that
Potent stuff got the loud pack
Maybe I'll call you right back (Back)
Maybe I'll call you right back
Maybe I'll call you right back
I'm rolling up to relax
Yo, I'm so done with the past
Don't bring up nothin' 'bout that
Potent stuff got the loud pack
Maybe I'll call you right back (Back)
Maybe I'll call you right back
Don't got no time to be sad, honestly
Don't got no time to be sad
I got a lot on my brain (Brain)
I got a lot to be grateful for, honestly I can't complain
I guess that life's what you make it bro
Nobody's blocking my rays
No matter all of that shade they throw, I'm gonna ignore it and do my thing
Shit comes around like a boomerang
I'm smoking loud to get through the pain
You smoke the same amount you would hallucinate
Honestly I cannot ruminate, sit in the same old room all day
Switching lanes, maneuvering metaphorically
Rolling green no nicotine, 'cause its better for me
Shit ain't what it seems I learned that the hard way
Truthfully, you gon' beam moving past that dark place
I took my time, pour glass of wine, relax
You moving fast like car chase
Had some heartbreaks in the past, had some heartaches
I will not fold, even if I don't ace it
Like playing a card game
Poker face on a hundred, hol' up wait I been bluffing
Hold up weight I've been struggling
Overthinking misunderstood
Pouring drink and I'm puffing good
Kick some real shit have you vibe-ing too
Something with feeling that can guide the youth
If you think you got it, then you probably do
If you think you got it, then you probably do
Shit, if you think you got it, then you probably do
I don't got no feelings
Honestly I don't see ceilings, nah
But on the real man, money won't bring you fulfillment (Nah, nah, nah)
If I was famous, had diamond chains on
Then would you feel me?
If I was famous, had diamond chains on
Then would you feel me? (Yeah yeah, mmm)
Yea, yea
Then would you feel me, yeah?
Y'all are some fakes, y'all like some snakes
Y'all like reptilians
Don't try to act, as if we're fam
We're not familia (Nah)
We're not familiar, honestly I am not feeling ya
Gas, gas (Gas!)
I'm rolling up to relax
Yo, I'm so done with the past (Past)
Don't bring up nothin' 'bout that
Potent stuff got the loud pack
Maybe I'll call you right back (Back)
Maybe I'll call you right back
Maybe I'll call you right back
Writer: Thomas Mallia
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid