I wake up praising, God every day
I wanna, smoke some weed, and roll me a J
Thank you Jesus! (Thank you Jesus!)
Thank you Lord! (Thank you Lord!)
For lettin' me live another day! (Hey-Hey!) 

Nigga, I'm high. Nigga, you high
Let's get higher than the motherfuckin' sky
Watch the butterfiles hit the wall
If you're feelin' down, give give your boy a call
Weed, it takes the stress away
That's why Bizzare smokes ten blunts a day
It's nothin' but the sticky, icky green stuff
Light it, pass it, and take a puff
Have a bad day, stop by my house
'Cause most likley, I got a blunt in my mouth
So sit down, relax, and chill
And if you don't smoke weed, well shit, I got some pills
What you need, girl? A fuckin' refill?
A fat bag of weed and some Happy Meals?
Nah, baby. I don't smoke Newports
Only fatbacks of weed in this Escort 

I wake up praising, God every day
I wanna, smoke some weed, and roll me a J
Thank you Jesus! (Thank you Jesus!)
Thank you Lord! (Thank you Lord!)
For lettin' me live another day! (Hey-Hey!) 

Sunday mornin', Bizzare have faith
A blunt in my mouth, watchin' DJ Drake
Dangerous mind, just like Coulio
Only church I know, is Snoop Dogg's studio
Write out some raps, throw it in my lap
Grab the hennesy, get the acid tab
I'm glad, that I didn't move down south
Take care of my kids, be the man of the house
Orange mushrooms and yellow stars
Fatbacks of beetles in Mason jars
Get in the lap, c'mon, jump in, and bring the bottle of gin and two of your freaky friends
Oh fuck it, let's go to see the point
Bring your son along, shit, he can hit the joint
'Cause rappin' is a full-time job
All I wanna do is smoke weed and praise God
Yeah 

I wake up praising, God every day
I wanna, smoke some weed, and roll me a J
Thank you Jesus! (Thank you Jesus!)
Thank you Lord! (Thank you Lord!)
For lettin' me live another day! (Hey-Hey!) 

I wake up praising, God every day
I wanna, smoke some weed, and roll me a J
Thank you Jesus! (Thank you Jesus!)
Thank you Lord! (Thank you Lord!)
For lettin' me live another day! (Hey-Hey!)