Roach Blunt Lyrics

Yeah

Time just went forward on a nigga

Got some roaches on the paper plate

Bout to you know

Roll sumn up and get these last few thoughts out

Before it's all gone

You know

Question

If time flies when you havin' fun

Then does time stop when you ain't havin' none

I'm from the city of the savage ones

And never had to grab a gun

I'd rather pass a blunt and laugh

When it come to life I never had a lavish one

I shopped at thrift stores before Macklemore made a bag on one

Fuck around and still have the tag on one

Second row inside the class kids rag on em

But I ain't mad at em

Cruel as school children

Shoutout to Travie 'nem

I be cool chillin'

Thank God I had a friend

Before I had a friend I had a friend in rappin'

And before the rap I had a pen to scribble scrabble with

Mind scramblin'

Tryna find the balance in between being bashful and

Knowing I'm the fuckin' G.O.A.T.

Got a bit older

Bit older

Puffy on my coat

Butter on my timbs crunchin' through the fuckin' snow

Everywhere a nigga go they goin' oh thats Low

Went from most known unknown

To the most known

You can't fuck with what we building this shit homegrown

Outta this Earth

No need to phone home

Yeah

No need to phone home

Just rolled up a roach blunt now I'm in my zone

Time flies when you havin' fun

Time dies when you ain't havin' none

Time Flies

Keep the good times rollin' for the bad times

Keep the bad times all up out my mind's eye

Time Flies

Keep the good times rollin' for the bad times

Keep the bad times all up out my mind's eye

Time Flies

Keep the good times rollin' for the bad times

Keep the bad times all up out my mind's eye

Time Flies

Keep the good times rollin' for the bad times

Keep the bad times all up out my mind's eye

I'm in the Wind

Time Flies