Letras
Caught me slippin', I was sippin' bourbon
Unfamiliar feelings, this that liquid courage
For every brave heart lies a coward lurking
Far from perking
Niggas wishy-washy
Death and taxes only thing certain
Speaking of, I pay mine still
"What you doing for the night?"
She said "You," I said "Quit playing games, slide through"
Hopeless romantic
I throw my hands up (Throw my hands up)
Been in my bag
Three nights alone
She held me for ransom (Held me for ransom)
We gettin' throwed like a tantrum
We both used to the frontin'
No fakin', got us jumpin' to assumptions
Tonight I'ma live and maintain
I'm gettin' high just to see this whole thing, yeah
Went off the drugs (Drugs)
Show me some love
On a good trip and I hope it never end
High as a ceiling fan and I got the spins
Went off the drugs
The papers rolled up, the blunt's a no-no
No dibs on doobies, 'bout to get lit by my dolo
White Great White was my first love, I can't go no more though
Movin' through this water, let me show you how
It's different how I showboat, lifted
Reminiscing on them days when I would buy the pack to flip it
Couldn't tell me I wasn't gifted with the vegetation
Overdid it, sometimes too descriptive with my education
Edibles gon' hit in 'bout an hour, that's late registration
Class has been in session, we ain't present, my whole section
Has been classy, run and tell it
You could feel it, you could smell it
Breaking chains, now these niggas want the link to my connection
Monsters Inc. could make a link to my inception
Open your Mike Wazowski, start reflecting off these ounces
I got pounds of work, pouncin' at the chance to push it
Patient with the curing process, doubt it that my mans'll pull it
Off the stem for good measure, off the drugs like good weather
This Mayweather gon' take a hit like Mayweather, won't say whether
I'm high or I'm fly, I just play feather
Show me some love
On a good trip and I hope it never end
High as a ceiling fan and I got the spins
Went off the drugs