How Much Is Weed?

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Photo album, but the color faded from it

If I could go back and tell you how it ends, I would've done it

Don't look down (ooh)

Don't look down (ooh)

Friends and family took the alley to Miami

Got caught up and now my baby's got no daddy, can you send me something?

I can't do all of this shouting on an empty stomach

I can't find myself no balance in this emptiness

By "long way down," she meant the hole I dug myself

I can't keep control of myself, sometimes I just don't know my- (fuck that shit)

My bitch, she bad, dawg, it's all in my head

Mama told me, "Don't be shy," Seno said, "Let's get this" (watch how fast I switch this)

What up to Gibs and Stunna Man?

Watch my brother n'em while you can, ayy

Shut up, them boys ain't coming outside

While I'm outside doing my dance

And I might juk and juk, and juk, and juk and juk and juk, and juk, and juk

Remember when I couldn't make ends

Then I made M's and the shit made sense

I be looking through the

Photo album, but the color faded from it

If I could go back and tell you how it ends, I would've done it

Don't look down (ooh)

Don't look down (ooh)

Friends and family never cared about the Grammys

'Til I grew up out the hand-me-downs and bought the family house

I be looking through the photo album, you remember all the good old days? K Swiss and polo down

And mama had to put a down payment by herself and ain't nobody even try to help

She went to jail and shit went left, and I was left

I did my best, I needed rest, I got arrested

Everybody looking at me like I'm not invested

Bitch, you know how hard I was stressing?

Please, don't call me with weekend plans

I'm ripping out all my hair

And, bitch, I don't even dance

But sometimes, I like to

Juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, I like to juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk

I like to juk, juk, juk, juk-juk, juk, juk, juk-juk

Juk, juk, juk-juk, juk