HIT SYMPHONY

Always wanna talk, but you never want the smoke And you're flashing all the guns on your lives, you a joke Can't be posting up with artists when you never ever roll I'll be first to find a shooter who'll be whacking in the soul, soul You always wanna talk, but you never wanna smoke If you're catching all the guns on your life, you're a joke Can't be passing up on bodies when you never, ever grow I'll be first to find a shooter who'll be whacking in the soul, soul Phone ringing off the hook, man, I just woke up Turn it off and start the day, ease into it, hold up Haven't got the pot hot, yet I need to post up Get a little sun on my face, before I start a day I just need to meditate, let's believe I'm gonna make