Don't press ya luck when i'm pressed for time
Thinking my life is a crime
My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke
You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load
Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,
Ima let her be by herself in peace
My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life
Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice
My life is a movie, universal my picture
And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror
You can call it commercial
Yeah my weed is purple
My weed is just like your head i fucking hit it.
And tired of his shit and tries to just split
That isn't what my life is
I swear ri got a hit with this
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