We smoke a lot with the clouds up above us
To the day that I'm laying in my grave only God he can judge us
This life is a b***h so you might as well f**k her
Let my story read I lived how I wanted
I make up and bake up and ask God
Is he gon' wash me from all of my sins
Drinking this Henn' every night gon' f**k me up one day
I just hope I don't fall for the trends
But I got my own style from the clouds flown down
Zoned out
Boy she rapping
Put the song out
Get onstage just to get offstage and get domed out
Pretty little thing
Rastafari' she claim
Got out school and we changed
Don't worry about what they saying
They just say what they say but they the ones paying
We just paint the artwork
They can just the product but not the hard work
They don't see what we see behind the scenes
So we focus and meditate on how to breathe
Now I'm baby momma drama free with the economy the future's bright
So I push my folks to be motivated
Respect your life and catch some flights
We got moves to make who moving with me
Inhale the smoke until the truth is in me
Pick your battles and who you choose to envy
No matter who's against me
No matter who's against me
We smoke a lot with the clouds up above us
To the day that I'm laying in my grave only God he can judge us
This life is a b***h so you might as well f**k her
Let my story I lived how I wanted
And yeah they gon' love it
We smoke a lot with the clouds up above us
To the day that I'm laying in my grave only God he can judge us
This life is a b***h so you might as well f**k her
Let my story I lived how I wanted
And yeah they gon' love it
I'm just tryna survive no lie hustle till I want
Momma can I get the torture
Throw it to the vultures
Show no love and you know why
Why see
I can't see it no other way
Light me a J
Live for the day
F**k what they say because tomorrow's not promised
I'm not Nostradamus look what I've accomplished
I'm pathing my way pathing my way
Back against a wall I guess I'm looking for a way out
Hotbox in the spot get baked out
Haters watching my moves like a stakeout
Eat the p***y like takeout know she gon' love that
Fifth of Hennessey and weed where the buzz at
But I don't do much else I got everything in this world but help
And I never had a plan B
I did this for my family's sakes
F**k the grammy awards just put me on tour with some floorspace
Let me get my story straight
I got a lot to say and just a little time left
My mind said it's a lot to digest
Demrick from outta the projects
I got one question n***a are you high yet
We smoke a lot with the clouds up above us
To the day that I'm laying in my grave only God he can judge us
This life is a b***h so you might as well f**k her
Let my story I lived how I wanted
And yeah they gon' love it
