This is a song about "Smoke weed make money get high dont worry"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

Blazing the weed to get high free,

Walk that body, talk that body

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Get in bitch, dont worry, it aint scary

Same customer...i hussle to live...i smoke to get by even tho i love this high..

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Here nigga on the road

Filling my lungs up with weed smoke,

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,