Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team
Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme
Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and
My kush stimulates, yours is a depressant
Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
All these niggas on my side said stop with it
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
Smoking weed with depression,
But i'm making it, chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it
And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that
In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around
I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound
And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes
See me rocking shows with a 40 an some o's smoking till my legs doze,
With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit
Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit
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