Chorus:

Baby smoke it releases the stress/
I know you been weak and depressed/
Curl up with your knees in your chest/
I know you been needing the rest/
Allowing your demons to peak/
I know you don’t need me to preach/
When last did you get on your knees/
You haven’t been praying in weeks/

Verse 1:

I Pray to God that my soul protect/
I thank God for this cold finesse/
And that I know my strength/
The game got me over stressed/
I’m so upset/
I’m sober less/
So I roll my jet/
Smoke my chest/
And hold my breath/
Pray, let my soul project/
Watch a stoner flex/
Over prep/
I’m over fresh/
Next to them I am over dressed/
Leave you so impressed/
I guess I’m getting older, yes/
Success got me so obsessed/
I wrote a cheque/
I won’t address/
If you dope, meet my whole connect/
But don’t forget/
To show respect/
Legit I pray I smoke with you/
Admit that I’m a stoner too/
My lips are on the phone with you/
My tip is home alone with you/
Your tits look like the ocean view/
Praying I hit, I got a boner too/
A kiss will bring us closer boo/
I sip and then I roll a few/
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