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ground - jonah cruzz lyrics

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[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
i can’t wait ’til i get home
i’ma roll this weed and smoke 3 to the dome
get high as the sky, oh lord, i’m tired
gotta help my soul, gotta ease my mind, i get so high
my feet don’t touch the ground (my daddies achin’, you always-)
my feet don’t touch the ground (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
you always smokin’ on them tweezers when my daddy say
my b-tch f-cked off, i smoked a pound to try and ease the pain
i got to work high, smoke weed on my lunch break
manager pulled me to the side and tried to cop an eighth
at this point in my life, i think i’m a patient
went from grams to vacuum seal bags on the daily
homie out in san fran sending bags to the 8
god, bless my plug, i pray for him everyday
phone jumpin’, everybody called, they want some
your baby momma sister, brother, auntie, uncle, cousin
we just tryna elevate because we came from nothin’
let me smoke weed in peace, they smoke cancer out in public

[chorus]
i can’t wait ’til i get home
i’ma roll this weed and smoke 3 to the dome
get high as the sky, oh lord, i’m tired
gotta help my soul, gotta ease my mind, i get so high
my feet don’t touch the ground (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
my feet don’t touch the ground (okay, okay, okay, yeah)

[verse 2]
“okay, mr. officer, why you lock me up?
funny in this bitter peace when down on my luck”
he said, “you ain’t in california, boy, you can’t smoke blunts
you can’t roll up,” then when ahead and slapped on my cuffs
what a shame
mother’s that need healing for they babies fightin’ cases
then throw us in the jail to be a slave for the strain
thankful we done came a long way walkin’ in dispensaries, who i won’t kush and lemon haze
like my kush with lemonade
white shatter room rock then had me lookin’ crazy
now i can’t feel my face, is this laced?
nah, that’s just california’s greatest
gonna take a hit, look like you got some stress to take away

[chorus]
i can’t wait ’til i get home
i’ma roll this weed and smoke 3 to the dome
get high as the sky, oh lord, i’m tired
gotta help my soul, gotta ease my mind, i get so high
my feet don’t touch the ground
my feet don’t touch the ground

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