(Yuh, ay, lalalalalala)
(Ay)
Damn, I got weed for the low
Got me a quarter pound, went through security
All of my homies love me, they securin' me
Everyday another day to be weird with me
Damn I got tree I could smoke
Copped me some den- f**k it
(Ay, ay)
Damn, I got weed for the low
Got me a quarter pound, went through security
All of my homies love me, they securin' me
Everyday another day to be weird with me
Damn, I got tree I could smoke
Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style
I been back when I was gone for a while
Gettin' high when I feel down
Holy shit I got some money
Guess I’m blessin' up the plug
Weed became my only drug
Been to hell a couple times
One would I think I enough
If I’m never gonna learn again, but if I burn again
I’m gonna turn a couple heads
Make a little bread, get a little head
F**k it, I don’t give a f**k when I got love and care around me
All the demons doubt me
If you really 'bout me, then you really 'bout me
I got my people 'round me and they all around me
Tell me, how we sounding?
Turn up the stereo, smoke some weed and get hysterical
Damnit, why is it so rare to vote?
I really hate the globe
Well f**k it, don’t overdose
Damn, I got weed for the low
Got me a quarter pound, went through security
All of my homies love me, they securin' me
Everyday another day to be weird with me
Damn, I got tree I could smoke
Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style
I been back when I was gone for a while
Gettin' high when I feel down
b***h I ain’t breaking down for nothing
You can choke on this whole thang, here my whole gang
With some new chains, and a few thangs
On ‘em, now they finally start to look like rappers
On a one way call, I got some local trappers
‘Cause the money stack was never tall enough
Eating Dominos a couple months ago
And now I cannot touch unless the plating tough
What they debating? Nothing
Highly hating on us
Niggas ain’t backing it’s all front
I’m all over maps and that’s on moms
I could never move home, but it’s all love (facts)
When they want it done right, who they call up?
Ooo, he went from the benches to ballin’
Double, triple, I threw a whole lot in
Just to live like this, get like this get like me
Damn, I got weed for the low
Got me a quarter pound, went through security
All of my homies love me, they securin' me
Everyday another day to be weird with me
Damn, I got tree I could smoke
Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style
I been back when I was gone for a while
Gettin' high when I feel down
Phone ringin’ like a b***h
I don’t pick up on that shit
I’m on my business, I’m flippin’ through numbers again
Who is this n***a that’s trippin’ on everything?
You don’t want anything off of the rip
Your daughter been on me, and she super soakin’
And she grab the camera like she Kevin Smith
Suckin’ my dick, like I’m back on my shit
I’m still tippin’ on fo’ fo’s
Pull up in a black truck if you act up like
b***h I’m not Mike Jones
Stop callin’ my phone, line’s been tapped up
Maybe I get a bit out of hand
Handle my business anyway that I can
Like I’m ‘posed to now, too vocal now
For a chance to get another advance for the poster child
Damn, I got weed for the low
Got me a quarter pound, went through security
All of my homies love me, they securin' me
Everyday another day to be weird with me
Damn, I got tree I could smoke
Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style
I been back when I was gone for a while
Gettin' high when I feel down
