We came.. way too far pretty baby
You wouldnt even rap like dat if it wasnt fer me.
Pulling down her skirt
Like i'm a moldy old herb
Rolling weed and smoking it too
Shawty can i taste you
Amazing and fire blazing ill rob your retirement savings
She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears
Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit
It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that
Penncounting pennys over tha years
A life of peace and blazing fires
Smoking on that fluffy herb the shit the police confiscate
Put it on everything, history i'mma make
Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile
Stay powered by herb and a big fuckin pile
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