Fire It Up

[Verse 1:]

My day starts out light, but it is very heavy as the night approach

When I take flow from all dat smoke dat I smoke, no joke

As I commence to take flight its gotta be first class cuz this ass

Could give a fuck about coach....bitch

(How high do you fly when you fly back?)

From da bottom to top- top to bottom and back

Now as I lay me in da cup gettin fucked up

Puffin on blunts and comin up with some mo of dat funky stuff

Rough and tough is not enough to keep my focus

No its dat hocus pocus abracadabra smokeyas

Fills up da room as I breathe again

One smoke from da ghetto its dem braids and

When flossing in my benz with my friends it begins

Smell the aroma puttin you in a coma

Its dat super sanky dank that'll make ya faint go blank

Hey when I its da door all my niggas say,

[Chorus:]

Adi adi adi adi ah... (its probably all dat chronic that I smoke)

Oh How we love it when ya fire it up

Adi adi adi adi ah...layin in da cut gettin real fucked up [say x2]

[Verse 2:]

Its a new day new day truly ain't nathin changed

Fall up out my bed to the same ol' thangs

Your averaged, everyday black surrounded, bar-b-que, a little weed

Its some niggas with some bass pounding

One o'clock is da time to raise

take a shower brush my teeth and correct my braids

Now listen up to what I say because this typa shit, it happens everyday and

(I gotta place where I soak some so) In da summer its a coolin

In da winter its a smoke ho

20 feet away from da house in da back

Surrounded by a gate draked in all black its

(Its where me and my homies go smokin on that thang till it aint no mo)

How we smoke? (we smoke till I blast some mo)

Doin my thang kickin back relax and then

[Chrous: say x2]

We like to smoke, we like to smoke, we like to smoke baaaby [say x4]