Letras
(Shout Out to Toomp man)
(A Town)
(Yeah)
Nigga tryna put a couple K in my grill piece and just smile on em
Puff told em don't follow dese niggas trends man switch the style on em
Too real for this rap shit these industry niggas wild homie
Keep a blunt lit tryna ease stress situations just pile on me
Fukk em all, let me share sumn gotta fam to feed I can't play wit it
Lotta niccas came in poppin they fell off but I stayed witit
Gave niggas real lemons mane I swear I made lemonade witit
Niccas thought I was running office had da stupid crazy campaign witit
Ballin off and on
Niccas tired of dat, niccas tryna be
Balling everyday
Weed and lots of drank
Crazy stupid high
Let the money flow, like a river do, problems to the sky
Smoke em to the sky...
I go up, I go up
Boy I ain't playin witit, i do my thang witit
I go up, I go up
Take me high up in the sky, let my problems float away
I go up, I go up
Boy I ain't playin witit, i do my thang witit
I go up, I go up
Take me high up in the sky, let my problems float away
Boo told me I was talking last night in my sleep bout the payback
All I remember had a drop top impala and a maybach
Wheels cost bouta fortune mane im the black version pat sayjack
Smoking good at the outkast concert nicca bring the A back
Shawty thick like pasta, rolling blunts like the rasta
Took her back to mi casa, real niccas my roster
Non believers do ya research, run the game til feet hurt
RIP to my lost ones, on my heart and my tee shirt
Ballin off and on
Niccas tired of dat, niccas tryna be
Balling everyday
Weed and lots of drank
Crazy stupid high
Let the money flow, like a river do, problems to the sky
Smoke em to the sky...
I go up, I go up
Boy I ain't playin witit, i do my thang witit
I go up, I go up
Take me high up in the sky, let my problems float away