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It Ain't That Simple Video (MV)




Performed By: B-Cide
Length: 3:26
Written by: Robert Cardillo II




B-Cide - It Ain't That Simple Lyrics
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I say God bless you them crazy spirits test you
I can't even walk but my body standin next to
You and me we could walk right down the block
We ain't got a shot because the f*cking spot was hot ha
I don't care about them quarter nickel dime bags
We gettin Cali bud blaze it by the pound yeah
I got a pack bro signed sealed delivered
It's got them dabs and that other crazy killa
You want to test me gone get your neck cracked
I don't care about them people Rollin zigzags
I live that raw life I keep it natural
I don't care about them people rollin that though
They take the wax and they put it in the joint
They let it melt till it gets to the point it fills your lungs up
With that smoke now
And you never ever ever gonna come down
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
I'm on probation now I caught a felony
But got prescription for that New York State that legal weed
I'm trippin out over all the weed I take
Sometimes you'll find me in a comatose state
So what I'm sayin is you'll never see me sober
My eyes are low cuz the thc is takin over
It ain't no weekend this happens every day
I got my weed concoction and my drink to wash away
All my problems that's what the doctor says
They say I need a shrink but in my defense
I got these verses filled with pleasure and pain
My brain is racin so I'll smoke it away
They take the wax and they put it in the joint
They let it melt till it gets to the point it fills your lungs up
With that smoke now
And you never ever ever gonna come down
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
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I say God bless you them crazy spirits test you
I can't even walk but my body standin next to
You and me we could walk right down the block
We ain't got a shot because the f*cking spot was hot ha
I don't care about them quarter nickel dime bags
We gettin Cali bud blaze it by the pound yeah
I got a pack bro signed sealed delivered
It's got them dabs and that other crazy killa
You want to test me gone get your neck cracked
I don't care about them people Rollin zigzags
I live that raw life I keep it natural
I don't care about them people rollin that though
They take the wax and they put it in the joint
They let it melt till it gets to the point it fills your lungs up
With that smoke now
And you never ever ever gonna come down
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
I'm on probation now I caught a felony
But got prescription for that New York State that legal weed
I'm trippin out over all the weed I take
Sometimes you'll find me in a comatose state
So what I'm sayin is you'll never see me sober
My eyes are low cuz the thc is takin over
It ain't no weekend this happens every day
I got my weed concoction and my drink to wash away
All my problems that's what the doctor says
They say I need a shrink but in my defense
I got these verses filled with pleasure and pain
My brain is racin so I'll smoke it away
They take the wax and they put it in the joint
They let it melt till it gets to the point it fills your lungs up
With that smoke now
And you never ever ever gonna come down
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
It ain't that simple
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Writer: Robert Cardillo II
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