This is a song about "Weed all the time"

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

All the time i missed in rapping

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

This world is is all about greed, pass the weed, course the bleed, indeed,

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

All i see is green, cash signs i mean. weed to though cant forgot about the kush bro.

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

Bring me fame, maintain all the weed that's going to my brain.

Nightmare on any street

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

You was just there all the time

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram

You can search but you'll never find

All the time wasted in my mind