Dopetrackz – Kush Theoriez Lyrics

That burnin' bush
On that mountain top
Have a convo
With the man up top
Ask him why
My dawg got locked? For mistakes commited
In another lifetime
Yeah…
Shit get deep
Ridin' thru the city
Late nite 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 bay bee
Yeah, just another sad
Case see
The world goin' crazy
Askin' God to save me
Tryin' to reach em'
Smokin' kush daily
[Chorus Two:(x1)]
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
[Verse 2: Dopetrackz]
What if dope boyz
Were politicians? [Chorus One:(x1)]
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
[Verse 1: Dopetrackz]
I'm on my level
Gettin' tempted by the devil
Smokin' several swisha sweets
Rolled perfectly by a rebel
Known to mash
On the gas pedal
Comin' round 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? 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 b*tches
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 tommorow
And tell em' I wanna smoke
His best crop, yeah! (yeah)
Sh*t soundin' like a song
From B.I.G and Pac (yeah)
Tryin' to cope
With swisha sweets and Ciroc
Like f*ck it
I'ma let the beat drop
[Chorus Three:(x1)]
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
[Outro: Dopetrackz speaking]
I'm on my level
I'm on my level
I'm on my level
Gettin' tempted by the devil Ask him why
My other dawg turned cop?