Hey yo, oh
A yard for my dogs, a crib for my main, bitch
I've been to Maine and I am still stainless
See this car vapor, inhaling the anguish
Kill these bees human fashion painless
Cellphone my bitch to auctions cat paintings
Gotta have a more than cain load me to debatings
Just x nares fifth crack lacerations
Dope.. motherfucker catch up, the girls eyes wandering
Heard about that spiter's stroke and she won't be next up
Only man talking about boy when I catch up
Shit bound to get all messed up and that's so messed up
Let's go rinse up, I've been the cut
Got a can of ozzie I'm in the truck
Fresh cut, word the Gucci man photo shoot
Spitta in your city homie and sending hoes through

Yeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Baby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the driveway don't mean I'm home
One night in front of the house don't mean I'm gone, yeah, yeah
Started in this mighty young

Well I stayed on the job when them niggas got lazy
And look how I've changed them hood hoes too ladies
And look how i turned them ho this to Mercedes
And I mean that.. ball was kinda crazy
But I was too focus on getting bread pay me
Now they're telling all of those DJ's to play me
Mama sent me down and told me all about the hazey
My favorite color was green like money since a baby
Them niggas turn flaky, and bitches turn shady
But no more gray days, I wake up out amazing
Purple Haze give me lazy eyes like mc grady
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And as on everything that I did is in all flavors
Practices makes perfect, perfect make paper
Paper take patience, and I'm still waiting
So it's fuck you pay me, I've been ranned out of favors

Yeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Baby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the driveway don't mean I'm home
One night in front of the house don't mean I'm gone, yeah, yeah
Started in this mighty young

i was playing my position posted like a sinner
Money on my mind, the bank account getting thicker
Blowing out of pounds, cases of the niggers,
Surrounded by these bitches I'm far from Tishes
Niggas claim they G but they're starting to look suspicious
Hating on the Planes every time they name dont get mentioned
I pay them no attention, I keep on twisting up
This purpose's so sticky, it's getting stuck to my fingers
JeTs said we're here, hitting the Game from all angles
You got it in the choke call is more like a sprinkle
You say I want it the best and I ain't ever dropped a single
My flow won point, you can tell from the lane go
Christmas act of trees, I'm smoking Chris prangle
Blue cheese,sour diesel and the Kush taste Mango
Trey keep it real, I am nowhere near Lame
The plane's on the way, clear the runway in the Lanes Hoe

Yeah, hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Baby girl hold on, let me find something to roll up on
Car in the driveway don't mean I'm home
One night in front of the house don't mean I'm gone, yeah, yeah
Started in this mighty young.