Olu - Apple Juice Break lyrics
[Olu - Apple Juice Break lyrics]
(Apple juice break, Apple juice break)
(Apple juice break)
I'mma hit you with that chill flow
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Apple juice break)
Sippin' on a Tropicana apple juice
Sittin' on the porch of the house
On the corner of the avenue
Took a quick breather
Finished all the shit I had to do
Got the whole day to myself, so I grab a few
Royal blunt wraps and roll up a Queen Latifah
Big, phatty, king-sized L of sativa
Put it in my ear
While puttin' on that Wiz Khalifa
Curren$y, "How Fly"
And listen to it while I'm chiefin'
Light up with this orange
Lighter titled "Ed Hardy"
Don't remember how I got it
Think I found it at a party
You know like when you borrow lighters
But forgive to give 'em back?
Kinda like that, happens all the time
But I ain't mad
It's God's way of cuttin' us a little slack
Appreciate it
A lot of a little bit is all I've ever had
Thinkin' bout the way things
Work while I relax sit back, hit the blunt
Lookin' for a place to ash
Use the fresh box that I
Made in ceramics class
Like 8th grade or something
Look at how the time's passed
That was back in like 2005
Back when I was against doin' drugs
But now I only get high and make music
Still ain't really into drugs though
Just bud
And bud ain't even a drug, it's just smoke
Can't lie though, I've tried a few of 'em
But they just weren't for me
I had better shit to be doin'
And places to be going, music to be made
I'd rather spend the seconds of
My life doin' something great
But when you work as hard as me
You gotta take a break
Every now and then, play some music
Pack a bowl and blaze
Playin' Gucci Mane and yellin', "Burrr
" like a damn fool while doin' a lame dance
But never felt so cool
Enjoying myself, my favorite thing to do
As I throw the roach away and
Take a sip of apple juice olu
(Apple juice break, Apple juice break)
(Apple juice break)
(Apple juice break)
I'mma hit you with that chill flow
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Apple juice break)
Sippin' on a Tropicana apple juice
Sittin' on the porch of the house
On the corner of the avenue
Took a quick breather
Finished all the shit I had to do
Got the whole day to myself, so I grab a few
Royal blunt wraps and roll up a Queen Latifah
Big, phatty, king-sized L of sativa
Put it in my ear
While puttin' on that Wiz Khalifa
Curren$y, "How Fly"
And listen to it while I'm chiefin'
Light up with this orange
Lighter titled "Ed Hardy"
Don't remember how I got it
Think I found it at a party
You know like when you borrow lighters
But forgive to give 'em back?
Kinda like that, happens all the time
But I ain't mad
It's God's way of cuttin' us a little slack
Appreciate it
A lot of a little bit is all I've ever had
Thinkin' bout the way things
Work while I relax sit back, hit the blunt
Lookin' for a place to ash
Use the fresh box that I
Made in ceramics class
Like 8th grade or something
Look at how the time's passed
That was back in like 2005
Back when I was against doin' drugs
But now I only get high and make music
Still ain't really into drugs though
Just bud
And bud ain't even a drug, it's just smoke
Can't lie though, I've tried a few of 'em
But they just weren't for me
I had better shit to be doin'
And places to be going, music to be made
I'd rather spend the seconds of
My life doin' something great
But when you work as hard as me
You gotta take a break
Every now and then, play some music
Pack a bowl and blaze
Playin' Gucci Mane and yellin', "Burrr
" like a damn fool while doin' a lame dance
But never felt so cool
Enjoying myself, my favorite thing to do
As I throw the roach away and
Take a sip of apple juice olu
(Apple juice break, Apple juice break)
(Apple juice break)