Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel

Hotel smoked out, I ain't going nowhere
Leaving in the morning, cleaning lady picking up roaches
So she don't care
How I move so player
G Pen, mid air
High school, I was gettin' high
Teacher said I was goin' nowhere
Now I'm worth millions
That's the worst feeling
Said fuck a job, bought the building
All these fake nigga, where the real ones?
First class and no shoes
Young nigga I got no rules
6'1, no roof
Go hard, won't lose
And you know the truth
I got more to do
Already made history once
Fuck I'm supposed to do?
Big bag, no seeds
Yeah I rap and I grow weed
When you this great, niggas don't hate
It's about dollars so it can't wait

Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel

Break down the gas roll another one
Puff one j, roll my brother one
Already stoned and I'm almost home
If you high then you know where I'm coming from
KK feel it all in my lungs
One puff damn, got me going numb
Everywhere I go niggas want some
"Damn man let me get some of that shit"
No
High all day I ain't coming down
Take two pulls then it's going 'round
Since a young nigga I been blowing pounds
Always in the sky I ain't on the ground
Jump in the ride, 'bout to a blow a cone
Niggas at the crib so I'm solo
Take this half ounce to the dome
Smoke this hash out of the bong
Don't choke, don't pass out 'til the morning
In the club, gon' cash out 'til they close
And I stay with the pack on any coast
KK cut down to a clone
Game day, touchdown, Randy Moss
Say we just ran out so we gettin' mo'
We gon' smoke 'til we ain't got anymo'
Don't just roll one, roll plenty mo'

Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel

Where y'all niggas from huh?
I'll wait
My city's the shit
I love where I'm from
Smoke the best
Know how to have a good time
Music's great
What else could you ask for
And I'm just happy to have Khalifa Kush
'Cause now I can share it with the world
And niggas can smoke how we smoke
There ain't no ashtray in the booth right now
So I'm just ashing on the floor
Oh shit
Ain't nobody even in the studio right now
It's just, me, Aaron
We just happy to give you guys this mixtape man
Hold y'all over 'til the album come
Been working on that motherfucker for, three years now
It's finally done
It's gon' be worth it too, when y'all niggas actually get this shit, it's gon' be
Well worth the wait
I just want y'all to keep getting high until then
Don't smoke blunts
I know y'all niggas be hearing me say that shit and be like
Wiz I love Backwoods
But eventually, you're gonna cross over to papers
And when you do
I'ma be right there
With a big fat Raw Cone
Stuffed, to perfection
Ready to smoke
And we all getting high man
Even the president gets high
Most people, they just be mad 'cause of the smell
Well I'ma go 'head
And take this time right now
To apologize for the smell
In advance of course
And I'ma end this
By saying shout out
To the Taylor Gang
'Cause them is my niggas
Chevy Woods on the way
Kris Hollis on the way
And oh yeah
Khalifa Kush on the way
Y'all smoke something

Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Cameron Thomaz, Sledgren