Yeah i know we never got to meet
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed
The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
Me and my peeps often meet
Who substituted for this weed
Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet
Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed
Now it's time to eat
Sweet jesus, where's the weed
Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you
And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew
But don't like that about pipe or weed
Translation cause my life is too sweet
Started out with just alc and weed
For the whole week, no time for cold feet
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