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