Yung Chauze - While the Kids Smoke (Interlude) Lyrics

This one goes out to all the stoners who smoking weed
Yeah

Yeah, stuck inside a void
Black hole like I lost hope
On the holidays, family matters while I smoke dope
Wobble on the rocks, high as shit, while they get thrown
While the kids smoke
Sin's apostrophe
And I got it, call it good coke
We don't even need it cause we'll end up, up in God's home
Billionaire status wanna follow me where I go
(What, yeah)
While the kids smoke
Light a blunt for two
Found the lighter, how'd it get there
High as f*ck
Made a purchase way less than the retail
Lighters up
This the feeling that we get when we share
That we get when we there
But let me tell you this the feeling that we feel when we smoke
Just some suburb kids, got their status from the weed smoke
Feeling free
Off the music
Dancing 'til the sun rose
Picked the pedals off the flower
Thinking 'bout what we spoke
While the kids smoke
While the kids smoke

The waters warm
Woke up last night in a daze
And I'm feeling kinda sore
We got time
Even by tomorrow don't you worry
Cause the sun still shine

Let me tell you something even simpler than that
Like running through the sprinklers with a doobie in hand
Like driving with your windows down, vacation at that
And keep on staying miss the flight, ain't making it back
What was changing with that
With the chains in the back
And you never felt so free when you were taking a dab
Getting higher than shit
Getting high as a bitch
Thanking God, my Jesus Christ, alive for this shit
And for giving me flow
While she giving me dome
While were in the white corolla
And she freak like a hoe
Get high to think good
Just how most things should
This the stoner anthem
You should listen while the bush burn
Take a puff then pass it
As the hands on the clock turn
While the bush burn
And while the kids smoke
That's a big hit, big rip
Now the kids choke

I don't think I get this high
Ah you know, f*ck it

And we get high when we up
Pleasure nice to meet you
Ride to different galaxies, young Bowie on the beat drop
Elton John status, rocket man, as we see stars
Guess we'll join 'em, float away, where angels and the dreams are