ROLL IT UP

I roll it up I roll it up

I roll it up I roll it up

Probably should be saving money

What's another couple bucks

Roll it up I roll it up

I roll it up I roll it up

Swear I used to love the feeling

Now the highs be low as fuck

Roll it up I roll it up

I roll it up I roll it up

Roll it up Roll it up

Roll it up Roll it

Roll it up I roll it up

I roll it up I roll it up

Roll it up Roll it up

Grabba in the spliffy

Faced an eighth, it's barely sundown

Keep on at this pace

By eight, I reckon I'll be fresh out

Tapping on my pockets

It's just dryer lint and felt now

I'm sick of being high

But I'm too far up to be let down

Smoking dope to cope

Then lighting Mary Jane to celebrate

Use it as an incentive

Then abuse the joint as medicine

Question my addiction

See my hesitance is evident

My friends don't buy my sentiment

I ain't too good at selling it

Ain't too good at selling it

Now let's address the elephant

Let the devils lettuce win

And trust that I'm competitive

Disciplining lessons

Got a cannabis impediment

Spent half a decade stoned

Now my ambitions stuck in sediment

I Roll it up, I'm in a rut

Can't keep the sticky out my lungs

Made a list of pros and cons

I couldn't find a single plus

Dusk to dawn and dawn to dusk

I fucking hate what I've become

Promised everyone I love that I was done

Man what the fuck

I roll it up I roll it up

I roll it up I roll it up

Probably should be saving money

What's another couple bucks

Roll it up I roll it up

I roll it up I roll it up

Swear I used to love the feeling

Now the highs be low as fuck