Quit tryna be the big boss
Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause
So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours
Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush
Interference of dreams or whatever it means put on some tight jeans
That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means
Epic, they used to feed me detours
On cloud 9 smoking all this kush
I got a hulck in ma jeans
Can barely walk the city streets
M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater
I'm gettin discouraged with her
Just show them boys whos boss
Intendent attend them, cool cause
Niggas is working forever my bars
Sos, save our souls. make me boss.
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