Active ft Poppa T

Cry Again

Function ft. Y.MONDO

2 High

Hernan Garcia]
Maryjane on my mind she’s pacing a race
Another lap around the track relapse only you tho 
Don’t cheat on the one who makes my day 
I don’t
Fuck with the other hoes
methina is out there going crazy while
I’m here here feeling lazy and I’m kinda busy stuffing my face with this pussy
Clouds fill the room can’t tell if that’s the visuals 
Im overdosing she is the antidote on cloud nine nothing on my mind as we float

[Caleb Garcia]
Smoking it smoking it up hit the pace and roll away 
Everybody sees it now we’re smoking up the maryjane 
Momma told me not to run away and smoke your own supply 
I woke up and smoked it all in one night 
My costumers woke up in the morning and asked for a time I said my bad bro I must’ve gotten 2 high, and opened up my third eye

Hey took a tab and I was like oh dam
He’s on the molly and he’s off the xans 
I got a couple bands to get a cheech and Chong van 
Let’s load up and get hugger than the average man 
We’re up in smoke like Afghanistan 
Lit me sit down because I cannot stand 
I got the bros in the back smoking up bug packs 
Everyday I wake up it’s a different vibe we’re smoking smoking smoking till we get high 
Everybody’s been asking be where I’ve been at I’ve been making music and I started from scratch caliber about to go straight on blast

[Nate Bigwolf]
I’m a stoner I’m a stoner I’m a stoner I’m a stoner 
Kickin back with Mary Jane 
hell nah I ain’t a loner 
I ain’t talkin Peter Parker 
Love to light her up dim the lights make it darker
When times get hard I won’t hesitate to spark her
We have so much in common our favorite colors green 
Got the lighter & the pipe & I love what’s in between 
Now I’m runnnin to the kitchen trynna make somethin to eat 
But this bitch won’t let me up 
Man she trynna slurp my meat 
Puttin on Netflix & told that bitch to chill 
Naw lol jk hit it from the back cuz I know she on the pill 
I ain’t trynna be a daddy RIP uncle Phil

[Hernan Garcia]
sitting back in the of the  Cadillac you know where I’m at feeling them jays, weight on my feet 
I don’t have one on my waist but feel the heat 
Got the Jane in my pocket you know I’m about to smoke this beat
Cook 2  I know how to stir the beef beaner boy making tacos before  your defeat 

Tell your bitch to cook my meat then have her eat a delicacy 
cheffing up these dishes like I’m gordon Ramsey 
I cooked this beat, cheefing keef 
 got a family to feed chase my dreams so they can sleep with no worries do you know what I mean If you do the please keep going on their all you need

2 High

“Winter Warpath” closes Beyond the Ice Wall with a calm, sharpened vengeance — the sound of a soldier who never needed armor, only conviction. This outro is where the storm stands still long enough for the truth to echo: every doubter, every whisper, every quiet hater got swept under fresh snowfall while the path forward stayed carved in ice.

No theatrics. No overtalking. Just precision.
This is CYFR 360 stepping through the freeze with clean hands, clear vision, and receipts carved into the frost. It’s the victory lap spoken in a whisper — because when your work speaks heavily, you don’t have to.

“Winter Warpath” is poetic but pointed, spiritual but surgical. The petty lives in the details: every bar reminds the listener that elevation doesn’t require retaliation — only witness. It’s the final warning disguised as a blessing, the calm voice behind the avalanche.

An outro that doesn’t just end a project —
it seals a chapter, freezes the past,
and announces exactly who survived the cold.

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