Medicated ft. Chevy Woods & Juicy J lyrics

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WIZ KHALIFA lyrics : "Medicated ft. Chevy Woods & Juicy J"

[Intro]
You be anything you want
Uhh

Just keep going, going, gone, gone, gone
Uhh
It don't stop here ^!$$%

Yeaah
Uhh


[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Back when I was young I had dreams of getting richer
Then my homie Breeze set me down schooled me to the picture

I was with some wild ^!$$%s put me on the game
Told me if you tryin' to make your move you gotta know your lane homie
All you got your name and your words will never break

For this life you pay a price you get a chance you gotta take it
Cause most ^!$$%s never make it they stranded where I'm from
Ain't no conversation all they understand is get a gun

I was riding in my Bonneville hoping I could make it
Out selling P's and smoking weed avoiding police right up the street
Way back in the day before I had all of this paper

Before I had all of these diamonds, before I had all of these haters

[Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]

Now I remember when, I seen it and to me it was stuntin'
I remember when, I bought it I ain't needed or nothing
Always in a different state so now they label me a goner

I ain't come up out of nowhere I'm from straight up off the corner
Now everywhere we go, they probably know my name cause I been there
Now everywhere we go, they said how much I spend when I'm in there

And I'm throwing up my money for the ones who never made it
Say I $#[email protected] the ones who hate it roll one up and celebrate


[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Now let's get medicated
Man, let's get medicated

Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
Man, let's get medicated

Let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded

I'm hella faded

[Verse 2: Juicy J]

Rolling weed up and smoke it
Take your (*##$ home and poke it
Juicy be gettin' so faded

Thank God I got a chauffeur
Only good cali bud
Pulling hoes bad as $#[email protected]

Just like a youngin' my ^!$$%
Juicy do all them drugs
Niggas smoking that babbage weed

I be on that light green
Pop molly in the after hours
A member of no sleep team

Get a whole pound smoke it by myself
Or maybe after Olympics with my homie Michael Phelps


[Verse 3: Chevy Woods]
You know I'm fresh up out that corner, twistin marijuana
They copy us, they clone us

Yeah we so fly we on us
Got acting like they been before
But they ain't never been at all

8 balls I was in the hall
Ain't have time to $#[email protected] with y'all
Champagne when we celebrate

Keen sense so I smell the hate
Middle finger we getting paid
It cost much but don't press that eight

That dotted line it ain't like that day
Comic book let me illustrate
Like power bang when they lift that cane

My cousin died wish I can get that day
Back like it's a vertebre
Bring that ^!$$% on front street
Talk about and never be about it
They don't wanna beef cause that's lunch meat

So anything you need you know that's on me
And that's OG, I swear homie

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]


[Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa]
Riding down the street the way I'm grinding is unique
My city holding on to me so ^!$$%s holding on their heat
Throwing up their side, rolling up that leaf
All we do is get high, all we want is peace

Always on the grind that's every day so police looking
I'm just rapping killing beats and tryin' to stay away from booking
Yeah my ^!$$%s dirty crooked I just had to make it on
And let me hit the studio to show they happy to be home


[Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]

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