Purple

Smoking on this purple got my mind all hazy But it

never put my grind on lazy

I just wanna get my shine on baby I know it drives

you crazy that my grind's on daily

Cuz I be getting blowed everyday of the week

This haze got me so cheifed that I stay in my seat,

You wanna get me to spit just play me a beat

I strive to win in everything Cuz they hate to defeat

So I elevate my mind Gotta stay cheifin'

And I don't even rap boy this just the haze speakin'

My room bangs and it got the rays tweakin'

Smoking blunts of haze i just watch the day leaving

with L's around the circle you can tell this is purple

Cuz this dank is so potent If you smell it it'll hurt you

I smoke that fruity with the funkiest fumes

Pepi Lapeu

Got a little skunk in the room

Now chill

Lay back meditate

I'm floatin feelin' lighter than a feather weight

My body asleep, but my head awake

I dedicate the rest of my night to makin hella cake

Pardon the lingo its prolly this Cali

The addiction and the plague got me wantin' it badly

I chase money like a hard to get female

And throw it back up in the water like a seashell



(Girl singing- 2 am the silent twlight...

the purple high light ..of the twlight,

wrap.. the night around me.. [her germ where you find this weed at?]

blanket of black on my back.

.. i feel safe in the darkness. ) [ got the boy blunted here]



That purple gotta love that purple



i get blowed then melt in to the chair

blow a L up in the air eyes are red but i don't care

right now i prolly shouldnt be spitting

cause im lifted an mixing up my diction

im feelign high like the top of a water tower

cop a sour then its gone in an hour

heavily medicated sedated and faded relaxed chasin' an oasis

im in a safe haven free from any trouble

stumble damn this kush got me seeing double need not fumble

got to keep my head striaght cause i stay putting haters in the check mate

now im way pass blowed purple weed got me feeling on my own

aint nothing like a purpie the type to keep a nerd high

got me coughin up a lung like its my first time

metaphors and similies from equcador to italy

back in 5th grade when i lost my weed virginity

smoking like chimminey blowing out a cloud this purple

last kush be stinking up my house



(Girl singing- 2 am the silent twlight.

.. [man i love when she sings like this right? Go head girl!]

the purple high light [with that purple] ..of the twlight, [Get high]

wrap.. the night around me..

blanket of black on my back... i feel safe in the darkness. )



[ so yall can ash your blunts now roll up another]blanket

of black on my back... i feel safe in the darkness.

[i like that germ .. im outt im outtt im outtt haha.]