What´s the first thing you see?
A nigga with some bomb ass weed
A nigga who love to smoke trees
Take a whole QP when he overseas
Outfits I´m changing like the leaves

Still doing things they hate and can´t believe
"Young Khalifa was great" is what they gon´ say
I´m concerned with the legacy that I leave
Chrome Heart, I´ma get some shit if I see it
They don´t show you but I bet they pull it for me
And I´m at my best to say the least
Tomorrow we gotta get on the jet, let´s catch it please
The one to hit so what you wanna bet
I´m finishing up my lap, you ain´t even start yet
You ain´t gotta ask about us, we on deck
Smoking every ounce until it´s nothing left
Kush in my chest, she gon´ get undressed
How you step outside and you known less?
Every time I get through customs I feel so blessed
Always wonder how my weed smell so fresh
Always wonder why my jeans cost so much

Always wonder why my style better than the rest
Always wonder why my money don´t fold up
Ever thought that I would stop, you was incorrect
Shots ain´t indirect, they don´t even take ´em
Who gon´ benefit? I be the last real nigga left
I be the past, future and the present
The last piece of sand in the hourglass when your time´s up
Find us high as fuck
Just took five puffs, now my eyes wired shut
I built a business and did it without a crutch
And knocked out a few niggas without a punch

You can find me on the tour bus
Bad one gettin´ something rolled
Bring your own marijuana
´Cause that passing shit gets old
You can´t have my kush and O

You can´t have my kush and O, O
Can´t have my kush and O
You can´t have my kush and O, O