Elevated

Hey, what you know about that wake, bake, dominate

Smokin' e'ry minute, I hear 'em all talkin' 'bout it

None of 'em showin' that they live it

They look at all of my pictures, I'm somewhere up on the ceilin'

If I'm ever in your town I'm smokin' out every building I'm in

All I do is wake up, roll up

Lookin' for a lighter, what's the hold up?

You know I got that fire, ****, hold up

You know I'm the all American smoker, don't ya?

Believe I achieve what the rest don't

And come and get a whiff of this gasoline

I hope you got your lungs ready

'Cause I'm about to take you higher than you ever been

One with the clouds, far away from the stars

But no longer on the ground, everything gettin' smaller

But my blunt's all XL, only to extend

Gettin' high with some help from my friends, we elevated

We, we, we elevated

We elevated

We, we, we elevated

Please don't arrest me for my stank nugs mister officer

I ain't selling, got my medical marijuana card and I'm just chillin'

Yes, I'm higher than a motherfucker, smell it on my clothes

My eyes are open, I know they look like they closed

Got these Thai sticks burnin', I'm breakin' up golden nuggets

Got these Reese's Puffs Canna-treats fresh on top of the oven

I been called a lot of things but sober is never one of them

Name me a stoner, I'm smokin' out e'ry one of them

Why can't they understand I ain't smokin' for the Hell of it

I spend too much on marijuana

I'm never gonna go another hour

Without a lot of THC in me

Rollin' then light extendos, where you been, bro?

Tell I'm mega high and I ain't never lied

Skinny **** but my weed strong every time

'Shouldn't be your fault, couldn't be my fault

I ain't blamin' nobody, breakin' trees, oh, Lord

Lightin' green, oh, Lord, it's about to get cloudy

One with the clouds, far away from the stars

But no longer on the ground, everything gettin' smaller

But my blunt's all XL, only to extend

Gettin' high with some help from my friends, we elevated

We, we, we elevated

We elevated

We, we, we elevated

Elevated

Um, food for thought

Why do you think God put us on this planet with marijuana?

Clearly, so we can get high

One with the clouds, far away from the stars

But no longer on the ground, everything gettin' smaller

But my blunt's all XL, only to extend

Gettin' high, gettin' high, gettin' high