Yup, yup
I look up
Cause I can´t look down on you bitch niggas no mo, man
If that casket ain´t 24 karot gold when I die

Then I ain´t made enough fucking money man and that´s real talk
God

This my roll weed time
Don´t turn it into dead in the street time
Her legs do the peace sign
Know the hood so well don´t need street signs
Young rich and iconic
Big titties I´m signin´
Burnin´ bitches and chronic
Big white smoke clouds every time I talk, does it look like I´m in a comic?
Everything I rock I designed it, realer nigga, won´t find it
Okay, I be stackin´ that cheddar, bet that shit won´t expire
Got me ballin´ so hard, I need me Jerry Maguire

I made a mil before twenty-five, man and I ain´t even no lie
Bitch I ain´t sayin´ that shit to brag neither, I´m sayin´ that to inspire
I´m like, damn boy, fuck you sayin´ boy?
Hatin´ on me, knowin´ that you is a fan boy
When I´m around you call me Cuz like we fam boy?
Rappin´ like me let´s me know that I´m the man boy
Okay, Hennessy and Bombay is a real nigga entree
I gave her my grande, my food is picante
My girls is Beyonce, your boyfriend beyond gay
I seen him hang with Deandre and they was lookin´ like prom dates
One time for my hood ´til I go in the ground
I´m throwin´ it up cause they holdin´ me down
I´m perverted as fuck, got a pole in the house
Got your girl and your girl and they hoein´ it out

But you standin´ outside cause no hoes is allowed
If you work like I work, you would throw in the towel
Once you get in this life, man, there´s no comin´ out
And haters look at me like snow in the south
Surprise nigga
Man fuck it, I´m on, you off and I hope you die nigga
Why you alive nigga?
I´m stackin´ dough cause my momma addicted to spas
Yeah I´m the one that these hatin´ niggas despise
You better take off your fuckin´ disguise, nigga
Bitch-made is in your eyes nigga
Lies nigga
Shut the fuck up, everything´ll be fine
Cause this my roll weed time