(Chorus) Broke, why you always smoking my weed? Roll it up, light it up, I'm lost in the need. Pass the blunt, but you just gotta take the lead, When it's all gone, man, I swear, I can't breathe. (Verse 1) Yo, I’m stackin' my paper, tryna rise from the ground, But every time I turn around, you’re puffin’ my loud. Hustlin’ from sun-up to when the stars are out, You got my stash in your lungs, bro, what’s that about? Coughin’ on the green, man, I know it ain't free, You always actin’ stupid, thinkin' you friend or G. Taking hits like it’s your job, but you don't even see, When I ask you for a favor, you just roll in debris. (Chorus) Broke, why you always smoking my weed? Roll it up, light it up, I'm lost in the need. Pass the blunt, but you just gotta take the lead, When it's all gone, man, I swear, I can't breathe. (Verse 2) Thought we were homies, I thought we were tight, But every time I spark it, you just dimmin' the light. All my good vibes, man, you takin' a bite, Hittin’ up my stash like it’s some kind of rite. Got a whole pack, but you never wanna share, Blowin’ smoke signals like you just don’t care. Lookin’ at me sideways when I pull out the chair, I’m like, “Yo, Broke, you gotta play it fair!” (Chorus) Broke, why you always smoking my weed? Roll it up, light it up, I'm lost in the need. Pass the blunt, but you just gotta take the lead, When it's all gone, man, I swear, I can't breathe. (Verse 3) Every time I roll up, you know you want a hit, But when it’s your turn, you’re like, “Nah, I ain't lit.” I catch you in the corner, yeah, that’s your little trick, While I’m chasing goals, you just screamin’ you’re sick. Broke, I got dreams, man, I’m grinding hard, But your fingers hit my weed like you playin’ a card. Tryna build an empire, but you just want a yard, So I'm spitting bars, while you stayin’ on guard. (Chorus) Broke, why you always smoking my weed? Roll it up, light it up, I'm lost in the need. Pass the blunt, but you just gotta take the lead, When it's all gone, man, I swear, I can't breathe. (Outro) So listen up close, as I wrap up this track, I’m done with the smoke, man, I’m taking it back. Broke, we might vibe, but you gotta know, Respect the green game or I’m lettin’ it go. So light it up, share it, then we’ll both be blessed, But if you keep takin’, man, I’m out, no stress. Keep it real, keep it true, don’t you dare mislead, Broke, next time, don’t be smoking my weed. Porque music See you when I see you Otro

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