"4:20 PM" lyrics

"4:20 PM"

Krisis on the board with the heat, right
You could spark something to this, but I don't, well

They want something they could roll up, up, light it up, blow
But I don't know how to roll, light it up, inhale, let it go
They want something they could roll up, up, light it up, blow
But I don't know how to roll, light it up, inhale, let it go
They want something they could roll up, up, light it up, blow
But I don't know how to roll, light it up, inhale, let it go
They want something they could roll up, up, light it up, blow
But I don't know how to roll, light it up, inhale, let it go

It's like everybody smoke but me
Everybody broke but got money for weed
Feelin' good, gettin' high
I wouldn't know, I'm too busy getting by
I ain't got the time, I ain't got the wealth
I ain't so brave, I'm too focused on my health
Uncle Doc died, Layla did too
Watch my little brother blowin' ciggies through the roof
Swear I get scared thinkin' of his health
Don't know what I'd do if he left me by myself
Yo, some feelin' me, what up, TreeJay?
What up, Mac Miller? Know I love you always
What up, Q, Clock? Where my brother Sweet James?
Independent state of minds, we can never be ashamed, y'all
So we ride, uh, live life
Do our own thing, everybody got advice
I don't know how to roll, plus I'm really scared of heights
So I stay away from highs, though I tried it one night
I was young, seventeen
I ain't know how to inhale it like a fiend
Yo, ain't no cheeba burns in my seats
I'm way too fast to ever slow my thinkin', P
On a roll, but I pray I never blow my dreams
Got so many goals and I owe so much to my team
I get high, act fly, got the time
We got to fight, we got to fight
We got to fight

They want something they could roll up, up, light it up, blow
But I don't know how to roll, light it up, inhale, let it go
They want something they could roll up, up, light it up, blow
But I don't know how to roll, light it up, inhale, let it go
They want something they could roll up, up, light it up, blow
But I don't know how to roll, light it up, inhale, let it go
They want something they could roll up, up, light it up, blow
But I don't know how to roll, light it up, inhale, let it go

Peace, black, red, zulu, green
I'm on a roll, but I pray I never blow my dreams
J Dilla, rest in peace
White Lady, rest in peace
Peace, black, red, zulu, green
I'm on a roll, but I pray I never blow my dreams
J Dilla, rest in peace
White Lady, rest in peace


Writer(s): Christopher Frederick Tyson
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