Thoughts of a Blunt by BRADY (Legitimate Music) Lyrics
[VERSE ONE - ZACHY D.]
Any time I roll up
Many thoughts that show up
Damn, I can’t control it
Man, I keep patrollin'
Feet in movin' motion
Deep in somethin' potent
I can’t keep from smokin'
I can’t keep from floatin'
Fuck all this devotion
Fuck all this emotion
This a spoken notion
This a bumpy ocean
Hit a slump: I’m hopin'
Hit a blunt: I’m toastin'
Got to keep my focus
Don’t nobody know us
I can’t wait to blow up
I can’t date the come-up
She done ran the check up
She don’t understand much
Feel the bars with stamina
This a goal line stand, bruh
I can not remember
Damn, my blunt's an ember
What a lovely dinner
I’m the solo winner
No one has no manners
Someone grab the camera
Make it panorama
I just broke the standard
I just sunk Titanic
Please nobody panic
[VERSE TWO - BARRY G.]
Please nobody panic
Please nobody take caution
Me & Zachy D
We in studio often
With our homeboy BRADY
We just idea tossin'
Tryina come up with hot shit
You can sauce with
But you’ll never get our recipe
Columbine flows on this melody
Killin' these verses with some good energy
While I got a bad bitch rolling up some sticky tree
And I’m always high so you know I’m stress free
Laid back dude but please don’t test me
Police report read you was floatin' in the sea
They won’t forget the date: now it’s on a white tee
I cannot be directed, yeah, I know Spike Lee
Pass it to my homie, he gon' slay verse three
[VERSE THREE - BRADY]
3’s my favorite number
It's a holy trinity
BRADY and a beat
Blowin' down BLUCHZ
It was meant to be
When I sung Baby Please
The secret ingredient
Was my homies
A gram of Barry G
A dash of Zachy D
Spice up your life
We burn third degree
All of my phobias turned to phonies
Forever love my real brothers like my bro leaves
If that bro leaves
I hope he lives in peace
I’ll burn one
And pray he stays safe in these streets
Put it on the tape
Hope he hear it when he chiefs
Or maybe when he skates
Even though that’s not for me
I know you got my digits
You can hit 'em if you need
Although I let you down
I am always down for thee
I should mention a confession
But for now I’ll breathe
I learned lessons, then corrected
Now I feel so free
Whispers in the wind
I'm boppin' to the breeze
I’m so down to Earth
I'm talkin' to the trees
I park my car Jurassic
Then I go and save the bees
Fuck all this money, honey
My queen has a dream
If you want a beanstalk
First pop the bean
A beat will plant the seed
MCs will burn the green
I applaud the team
For how they saw me gleam
For how they dodgin' heat
But now I cause a scene
Forgive the boss in me
It’s no apologies
When we across the sea
Just know it’s all on me
Any time I roll up
Many thoughts that show up
Damn, I can’t control it
Man, I keep patrollin'
Feet in movin' motion
Deep in somethin' potent
I can’t keep from smokin'
I can’t keep from floatin'
Fuck all this devotion
Fuck all this emotion
This a spoken notion
This a bumpy ocean
Hit a slump: I’m hopin'
Hit a blunt: I’m toastin'
Got to keep my focus
Don’t nobody know us
I can’t wait to blow up
I can’t date the come-up
She done ran the check up
She don’t understand much
Feel the bars with stamina
This a goal line stand, bruh
I can not remember
Damn, my blunt's an ember
What a lovely dinner
I’m the solo winner
No one has no manners
Someone grab the camera
Make it panorama
I just broke the standard
I just sunk Titanic
Please nobody panic
[VERSE TWO - BARRY G.]
Please nobody panic
Please nobody take caution
Me & Zachy D
We in studio often
With our homeboy BRADY
We just idea tossin'
Tryina come up with hot shit
You can sauce with
But you’ll never get our recipe
Columbine flows on this melody
Killin' these verses with some good energy
While I got a bad bitch rolling up some sticky tree
And I’m always high so you know I’m stress free
Laid back dude but please don’t test me
Police report read you was floatin' in the sea
They won’t forget the date: now it’s on a white tee
I cannot be directed, yeah, I know Spike Lee
Pass it to my homie, he gon' slay verse three
[VERSE THREE - BRADY]
3’s my favorite number
It's a holy trinity
BRADY and a beat
Blowin' down BLUCHZ
It was meant to be
When I sung Baby Please
The secret ingredient
Was my homies
A gram of Barry G
A dash of Zachy D
Spice up your life
We burn third degree
All of my phobias turned to phonies
Forever love my real brothers like my bro leaves
If that bro leaves
I hope he lives in peace
I’ll burn one
And pray he stays safe in these streets
Put it on the tape
Hope he hear it when he chiefs
Or maybe when he skates
Even though that’s not for me
I know you got my digits
You can hit 'em if you need
Although I let you down
I am always down for thee
I should mention a confession
But for now I’ll breathe
I learned lessons, then corrected
Now I feel so free
Whispers in the wind
I'm boppin' to the breeze
I’m so down to Earth
I'm talkin' to the trees
I park my car Jurassic
Then I go and save the bees
Fuck all this money, honey
My queen has a dream
If you want a beanstalk
First pop the bean
A beat will plant the seed
MCs will burn the green
I applaud the team
For how they saw me gleam
For how they dodgin' heat
But now I cause a scene
Forgive the boss in me
It’s no apologies
When we across the sea
Just know it’s all on me