I ain't even claiming no set but I'm pinning shit like I'm on it
Burning up blunts on blunts, every real nigga here been through it
My t-shirt say Supreme, on that song feeling pretty fly
Sitting on the sofa, mad as fuck because the smoke got in my eyes
I'm turn up, turn up but I'm chilling, though

Tryna cop a couple Vegas from the liquor store
And I play both sides of the fence, my nigga, why you tryna kill me when I'm rapping
Wake up faded from that last night, still tryna figure out what happened
And I'm smelling like weed, that's my odor, 24/7 I be smoking
Vent with this shit, no ribbon, the girls I be with don't be chocking
My beat making speakers go bang, never made a weed once 'cause ain't no such thing
You and I chilling with a motherfucker '
And I walk out, what it do, coupe, tryna measure blow, what about you
I said no thanks, I'mma do this shit, tryna be high as fuck all up on this bitch
Sucker real smart, full of real niggas, if you ain't real, don't deal with you
Sucker real smart, full of real niggas, if you ain't real, don't deal with you

Something told me kill it, so I kill it, I'm too in it
I'm too lyrical for some but fuck that shit 'cause I be spitting it
I'm tryna be a god in a few, controversy on a daily
I be floating on some sticky shit, I'm cooling, I'm too wavy here
Pass the weed, I'm smoking good, I'm burning blunts, I'm in the woods
Pass the weed, I'm smoking good, I'm burning blunts, I'm in the woods

Don't do much, I be chilling, come turn up with the guys
Burning in every single parking lot, every day, this shit don't stop
Niggas they be saying turned up, I don't really feel that phrase
Rather get high with the homies and a couple chicks all in one place
Come a long way since the last EP
Everybody that be sleeping is about to wake up
Been killing since that last year, just heard about Monday, you late as fuck
Laced up in the ', if it's fly I own it
If you buy and boast it, you are high, just had to show it
Then I'm all black chilling in the cut, I'm a cold leader, giving no fuck
I'm about to cut a game with a couple rad bars, tryna see when the bubble gonna bust
Gotta see on my ski mask, who the fuck would have thought of that shit
One day looking at the source, next day I'm the rapper on this shit
Words

Something told me kill it, so I kill it, I'm too in it
I'm too lyrical for some but fuck that shit 'cause I be spitting it
I'm tryna be a god in a few, controversy on a daily
I be floating on some sticky shit, I'm cooling, I'm too wavy here
Pass the weed, I'm smoking good, I'm burning blunts, I'm in the woods
Pass the weed, I'm smoking good, I'm burning blunts, I'm in the woods
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Woods Lyrics

Martin Sky – Woods Lyrics