Saint Frm LA - 4/20 Lyrics

April 19th, living stable as can be
Fully able to reach anything I yearn to achieve
Couldn't ask for a better journey to seek my sure needs
I was high on life my homies they got high on bags of weed
And tomorrow was like a holiday to em
They scream hallelujah, to hideaway the stash
To ensure that they never blew it, 4/20 was a day to call of work
And lose sleep, So you can smoke more in 24 than your typical week
They knew that wasn't my G.D., they usually let me be
But on this particular day they chose to break my peace
And to their benefit I was openly curious
So much in fact I told them yes, and maybe I was serious
A couple puffs wouldn't hurt me, I'm stronger than the rest
I wouldn't get hooked off a ball of medicine in my chest
Plus I was linking with this girl later she tryna have sex
I was a virgin, thought that smoking would boost up my confidence

(Just smoke one with me)
A taste wont hurt ya
(Just try it)
You won't ever know til you let it go
(I said smoke one with me)
A taste wont hurt ya
A taste wont, A taste wont hurt ya

So after school, I hit the crib and grabbed a change of clothes
Checked my phone waiting on a text message from the bros
Soon as I hopped into the ride my chest was beating double time
If I became an addict I'd be living on the sidewalk
Mom would noticed what happened, she didn't play that
I'm getting older tho so she was a little more laid back
But I knew like a butter knife this wasn't gonna cut it
I took my shirt off so I didn't come home smelling like an oven
My homies hit the gas station, grabbed some dutches
Cause they ain't have no woods, it's all the same shit to me
Cause I aint know no good
Rolled up in the parking lot in Downey next to Canes
Figured that shit would hit after we intoxicate our brain
So I puffed once puffed twice, thought that I was real nice
They said I wasn't doing it right
Next time I was choking for my life
Coughing like bronchitis throat burning like I ate a spice
Eyes redder than a crimson Beemer at a stop light
For a minute I was chilling then it hit me
Harder than punch by Mayweather straight to your kidney
And it was wonderful all I consumed were good vibes
And some Cane's fries, it felt like I had died and went to heaven
I was so high

(Just smoke one with me)
A taste wont hurt ya
(Just try it)
You won't ever know til you let it go
(I said smoke one with me)
A taste wont hurt ya
A taste wont, A taste wont hurt ya

So after my experience, I had one more to make
It was too late for a date she same come straight to her place
Still faded I didn't faze it I said I'm on the way
Me and my homies so foolish, driving high on the freeway
Knocking on her door what's happenin'
She said no one was home lets get it cracking
I ain't know what I was doing but I've practiced
So gone that I forgot the rubbers, luckily she ain't a mother
Everything felt right I was surprised how long I lasted
The drugs faded next morning I still had restraint
But I was feening for some coochie, it was all on my brain
April 20, the funniest to ever happen
Became a fiend for a substance I was previously lacking
Would hit it everyday if it paid me the satisfaction
Just a single taste changed the base of my whole attraction
Not the weed that ain't sh*t Ive been fine since it happened
But 4/20 was the day that a n*gga became an addict to some p****

A taste wont hurt ya
You won't ever know til you let it go

A taste wont hurt ya
A taste wont, A taste wont hurt ya

All up in the box, all up in the spot