Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice
Not about getting high, there is more to life
On some real shit, fuck getting high
I wonder why, i sit and cry
Trapping with the hood rats
If i don't make that man there dance
Your bars are far from attractive they need to stick to trapping
Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
Exclusives, y'all never seen
Cools cuts, make his meat real lean
Im in my house getting high as im writing this shit,
No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit
Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean
My chick riding shotgun, billie jean
Caged, and the wonder is seen
Purple drank that gangsta lean
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