I just hit a f**g dab it hit me back
Ounces on my back in my bag
Aye
I don’t give a f**u know me dawg
Find me in a truck rolling blunts look like logs
Syrup in my cup yuck
Holy in my cut
I got trust from all my h**s and all my problems
Stuck
Clutching on my soul
Swear they want me gone but all I want is dough most
Dollar dollar dollar where it at
What I got to do kill a man or cross the map
You can get removed or attacked
Watch the way you move if it’s not approved then you get taxed
Trash
Flock flick you like my ash
Rocks choose what was you to do
When gods in front of you
Loosing to intune you winning then make room
I’ll take it if you choose fool
Aye aye aye
I’ll take it if I choose
They say I got a few loose screws
I sip booze and smoke doobs like there’s nothing to loose
I see the finer things and smoke the finest dank
I took a look at my future and saw a lot of bank
What clouds roll in and we can’t go back
Never really was a plan we just all know that
It feels bad when you think about the things you had
Just don’t drive yourself mad you’re gone hold yourself back
I’ll take it if I choose
So don’t get it confused
Got a few loose screws from feeling misused
What do I do
My mind consumed by you
Find it hard to pay attention to really see the truth
Goddamn motherfuckers trying to spoil my plan
Until I turn my hourglass and they’re falling like sand
In the desert trekking dune don’t know where I am
Searching for you we can make it out just take my hand
