You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes
For the family and my friends when life fades away (x2)
And in my ghetto weed was a typical stuff
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces
And i stand as a motive for my friends
Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents
Shawty look half indian and never say a thing
Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times
And me and my friends skin color don’t match,
When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
And i stand as a motive for my friends
All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit//
Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit
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