Tryna Smoke
Chris Brown Lyrics


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Wassup man, what you want?
Ayy, man, let me get a eighth, man
You want a eighth?
You want that fat eighth or you want a little eighth?
How much money you got?
Get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth
Alright well, come on in, don't touch nothin' either
Here, smell this, this is
I just got this right here from Cambodia, it's the Cambodia Crispy
This ain't no Cambodia Crispy
Man, okay, I'ma be honest, that's really CBD
But just give me, just give me thirty-seven dollars and you can have that

If I could fly
I would probably never come down
With all of the bullshit and confusion on the ground
I wish that I was high
'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud
So I'm gonna call the bros
Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now"
I'm tryna smoke

I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high-ah-ah
That's just how I get by-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Lift that bird to the motherfucking sky-ah-ah
That's that pill, that's that fire, fire-ah-ah (I'm tryna smoke)
Don't you cry, don't you cry, I-I-I ain't full high
I'ma ride it, I just need to put my mind at ease (yeah)
Someone tell my baby mama I'm just tryna keep the peace
I ain't here for all that drama, I'm tryna smoke

Life's no fairy tale
I know all too well
Gotta plant the seed sometime
Then you let it grow
Inhale, exhale some more
Heaven in Hell
If you know, you know
That shit is beautiful
You gotta just let it go
Spark up a blunt and smoke

You better blow that shit out, man
Yeah, yeah

If I could fly (If I could fly, yeah)
I would probably never come down (yeah)
With all of the bullshit (all of) and confusion on the ground
I wish that I was high
'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud
(You know I can't live that way)
So I'm gonna call the bros
Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now"
I'm tryna smoke

Starin' at the moon like galaxy of weed smoke
I can make you feel right, baby, just let me know
Take my hand, follow me and I'll give you what you need, girl
Life is tough, take a puff, open up, see the world
See it through my eyes, looking down as I fly high
Flying no lower in the sky rise, I'm up in the clouds with the WiFi
And I'm floating (floating?)
Bullshit, nigga, don't allow
We're Soul Plane, nigga, I'm the pilot
With the best gas, no doubt about it
It's potent (yeah), legalize it
Give a nigga freedom, I got the pre-rolls, no leak holes
Baby, if you need them, get your life and your mind right
By myself out the limelight, just take a puff and I'm like

If I could fly
I would probably never come down
With all of the bullshit and confusion on the ground
I wish that I was high
'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud
So I'm gonna call the bros
Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now"
I'm tryna smoke

He's a janky dealer, why you make me drink?
What you want, bruh, what you want, man?
Smell some-smell this right here, man
Man, it's passion fruit?
Man, that's Coleslaw OG, baby
The fuck is Coleslaw OG?
Just gimme sixty-five dollars
Sixty-five dollars? You got me fucked up
Okay, well, give me forty-eight dollars man, come on man
That's a fat bag, baby
Forty-eight dollars?
That's whole ass- you can't even close the bag, man




Come on, man, goddamn man, I c- gas is goin' up
Gimme-Gimme thirty-nine dollars, damn it

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Chris Brown's song "Tryna Smoke" depict a scenario where the singer is trying to buy marijuana from a questionable dealer. The conversation between the two characters at the beginning of the song portrays the dealer's attempts to deceive the buyer by offering a product labeled as "Cambodia Crispy" but admitting it is actually CBD. The dealer tries to negotiate the price while the buyer insists on a regular eighth. This exchange sets the tone for the rest of the song, which focuses on the singer's desire to escape from the troubles and noise of life by getting high.


The chorus of the song reflects the singer's longing to fly and never come down, suggesting that being high allows him to escape the bullshit and confusion of everyday life. He expresses his desire to call his friends and ask them to roll up a joint immediately. The repetition of the line "I'm so high" emphasizes the singer's need to rely on being intoxicated to cope with life's challenges.


In the verses, Chris Brown explores the theme of finding solace and transcendence through smoking. He describes it as a way to find peace and ease his mind. The lyrics also mention the contrast between heaven and hell, suggesting that smoking can be seen as both a heavenly experience and a form of escapism from the hardships of reality.


The overall interpretation of "Tryna Smoke" is that it represents the desire to escape and find temporary relief from the difficulties of life. The song suggests that getting high offers a sense of freedom, peace, and an opportunity to view the world from a different perspective.


Line by Line Meaning

Wassup man, what you want?
Hey, my friend, what are you looking for?


Ayy, man, let me get a eighth, man
Hey, buddy, can I have an eighth of marijuana?


You want a eighth?
Do you want an eighth of weed?


You want that fat eighth or you want a little eighth?
Do you want a large eighth or a smaller eighth?


How much money you got?
How much money do you have to spend?


Get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth
Don't worry about how much money I have, I'll just take a standard eighth


Alright well, come on in, don't touch nothin' either
Alright, you can come inside but don't touch anything


Here, smell this, this is
Here, take a whiff of this, it's


I just got this right here from Cambodia, it's the Cambodia Crispy
I recently acquired this product from Cambodia, it's called Cambodia Crispy


This ain't no Cambodia Crispy
Actually, this is not Cambodia Crispy


Man, okay, I'ma be honest, that's really CBD
Well, to be honest, that's actually CBD


But just give me, just give me thirty-seven dollars and you can have that
However, if you give me $37, you can still purchase it


If I could fly
If it were possible for me to fly


I would probably never come down
I would likely never return to the ground


With all of the bullshit and confusion on the ground
To escape all the nonsense and chaos down below


I wish that I was high
I desire to be under the influence of drugs


'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud
Because I struggle to handle my life when things are chaotic


So I'm gonna call the bros
Therefore, I'm going to contact my friends


Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now"
And inform them to roll a joint immediately


I'm tryna smoke
I am actively seeking to smoke marijuana


I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high-ah-ah
I am extremely intoxicated, exceedingly intoxicated, extremely intoxicated


That's just how I get by-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
That is the way I manage to cope


Lift that bird to the motherfucking sky-ah-ah
Let that marijuana smoke rise up into the sky


That's that pill, that's that fire, fire-ah-ah (I'm tryna smoke)
That's high-quality marijuana, that's potent marijuana (I want to smoke)


Don't you cry, don't you cry, I-I-I ain't full high
Don't be upset, don't be upset, I am not completely intoxicated


I'ma ride it, I just need to put my mind at ease (yeah)
I will endure it, I just need to relax my mind


Someone tell my baby mama I'm just tryna keep the peace
Please inform my ex-girlfriend who is also the mother of my child that I am attempting to maintain harmony


I ain't here for all that drama, I'm tryna smoke
I am not interested in engaging in any unnecessary conflicts; I simply want to smoke marijuana


Life's no fairy tale
Life is not a magical story


I know all too well
I am very familiar with this fact


Gotta plant the seed sometime
One must sow the seeds at some point


Then you let it grow
Then you allow it to flourish


Inhale, exhale some more
Breathe in deeply and exhale even more


Heaven in Hell
Finding happiness in difficult situations


If you know, you know
If you understand, you understand


That shit is beautiful
That experience is truly wonderful


You gotta just let it go
You simply need to release any attachment to it


Spark up a blunt and smoke
Light up a rolled marijuana cigar and inhale the smoke


You better blow that shit out, man
Make sure you exhale the marijuana smoke, buddy


Starin' at the moon like galaxy of weed smoke
Gazing at the moon as if it were a vast expanse of marijuana smoke


I can make you feel right, baby, just let me know
I can make you feel good, darling, just inform me


Take my hand, follow me and I'll give you what you need, girl
Take hold of my hand, follow my lead, and I will provide you with what you desire, my dear


Life is tough, take a puff, open up, see the world
Life can be challenging, so take a drag of marijuana, open your mind, and perceive the world


See it through my eyes, looking down as I fly high
Perceive it from my perspective, as I soar while under the influence


Flying no lower in the sky rise, I'm up in the clouds with the WiFi
Flying high in the sky, above the skyscrapers, I'm in the clouds with access to the internet


And I'm floating (floating?)
And I'm levitating (levitating?)


Bullshit, nigga, don't allow
Nonsense, my friend, do not permit it


We're Soul Plane, nigga, I'm the pilot
We are like the movie 'Soul Plane,' my friend, and I am the pilot


With the best gas, no doubt about it
Using the highest quality marijuana, without a doubt


It's potent (yeah), legalize it
It's strong (yes), legalize marijuana


Give a nigga freedom, I got the pre-rolls, no leak holes
Allow a person their freedom, I have pre-rolled marijuana joints without any imperfections


Baby, if you need them, get your life and your mind right
Darling, if you require them, improve your life and mental state


By myself out the limelight, just take a puff and I'm like
Away from the public eye, when I take a drag, I am transformed


He's a janky dealer, why you make me drink?
He's a deceitful drug dealer, why did he make me drink?


What you want, bruh, what you want, man?
What do you desire, my friend, what do you want?


Smell some-smell this right here, man
Take a whiff of this, my friend


Man, it's passion fruit?
Wow, is it passion fruit?


Man, that's Coleslaw OG, baby
No, that's Coleslaw OG, my dear


The fuck is Coleslaw OG?
What on earth is Coleslaw OG?


Just gimme sixty-five dollars
Just give me $65


Sixty-five dollars? You got me fucked up
$65? You must be mistaken


Okay, well, give me forty-eight dollars man, come on man
Alright, then give me $48, come on, buddy


That's a fat bag, baby
That's a large amount of marijuana, my dear


Forty-eight dollars?
$48?


That's whole ass- you can't even close the bag, man
That's so much weed- you can't even seal the bag, buddy


Come on, man, goddamn man, I c- gas is goin' up
Come on, buddy, damn it, I c- gas prices are increasing


Gimme-Gimme thirty-nine dollars, damn it
Just give me $39, damn it




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Heavy Mellow, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Greg Charles Edwards, Jhene Aiko Chilombo, Micah Evan Powell

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@caioviniciusoliveirachagas9388

Chris Brown's and Jhené Aiko's vocals together are so good to listen, drunk texting is one of the most proof of this and that song as well

@Destiny_Fvcker

Caio Vinicius Oliveira Chagas omg thanks for reminding me about that song lmao! Yeah i really love it!

@caioviniciusoliveirachagas9388

@Destiny F*cker yeah I love too

@eaperez8947

For real drunk texting is so underrated 🔥

@kenyaharrison1442

Hello ego too

@caioviniciusoliveirachagas9388

@kenya harrison I forgot about it but that's really true

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@marcusmoutra

I don't even smoke but I'm loving it.

@Nani_dasani

Exactly

@josephchalwes3517

Same

@QuintessentialQuinn

My favorite vibe song and I know my friends look at me crazy cause I don’t smoke either but sing it with my chest 😂

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