This is a song about "Kush smoke money time"

Cheese/ fuck the paypa , ill do my time , your money i dont need / so when

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

The money and fame coming in due time, old friends like "happy belated"

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

They say time is money, well i'm paid around the clock/

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

Smoke some, chill out everything comes with time

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers