Backwoods
(Intro)
Little Lou on the track, yea

(Verse 1)
Down and out without a route, was hella stressed up
Leaving classes weaving magnums, life was messed up
Call my bro he said, "you know I got the best crud"
Had some fun and weed become just like my best bud
We rolling and blowing, rolling and blowing
Clouds and now I'm just zoning since 4-2-0 in the morning
I be waking and baking
Either face it or take it
To Veno or Tae if I need a rolling replacement
Keep puffing 'til my brain got fried
Blunt like my Bonnie, I'm her Clyde
Got the crud in the car watch me glide
Look into my eyes, you can tell I'm high

(Hook)
Off a backwood, aye
Roll another backwood
And when life is bad I know it help me act good, aye
And you know this gas good
Weed wizard, I'm a marijuana master, aye (x2)
(Verse 2)
They say you can't get addicted, won't lie and say that I ain't
It make me just feel so wicked and usually fill up my tank
Everyday, every way it will somehow cross my mind frame
Could stop, but won't stop, yeah nigga that's my way
Please understand what I mean, I'm not a fiend
I just think crud is the best
The rare times I don't have weed, I do not tweak
But I may ask you to bless
Don't think it's something I need, but be happy
If you was telling me yes
And the next time I cop tree, I just mi-
Maybe it's time to confess
That the way that I been living, my brain is conditioned to treat this just like a religion
Part of my daily nutrition, I wake up and hit it and now it's my morning tradition
Call one of my favorite women and told her to listen and asked her if I am addicted
Think that she gave me an answer, but I forget it, all I know is I'm finna
Roll this backwood, aye