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Yo
I'll be greened out
'Til I'm old and senile
Only wish that I could see down
The road ahead of me now
Uh
(Mama) Mama
(Cookin') Cookin'
(Up that) Up that
(Fuckin') Fuckin' Stouffers
She wanted me to be a fucking broker
But I turned into a stoner
And that didn't bring us any closer
But I told her I would get this money either way
Even though my Pops couldn't live to see the day
This shit is just the homework, I ain't ready for the test
But I know my own worth, I don't settle for less
Tell me what you out for
What you looking to do
I'll tell you what I'm after
Once I get back to you
'Cause I'm leaving on a trip
To the great beyond
I'm wearing all my drip
I'm in my Grey Poupons
With my speakers blasting
And I can see a landing
It's new planet
Lucky I'm wearing my suit jacket
Do you think I'm crazy?
I'm one-of-a-kind, one in a million like Jay-Z
I've had women tell me to my face that they hate me
Bitch, you jumping to conclusions
Acting under a delusion
Let me tell you what I'm about
Lemme tell you wassup
I be burning through the loud
If I don't, I'm fucked up
Looking for a breakout
Something to play in the club
Let the ashes fade out
I don't do roaches, just blunts
And I'll be
Greened out
'Til I'm old and senile
Only wish that I could see down
The road ahead of me now
Now we getting free rounds
Smoke about three pounds
Fucking up the way that my speech sounds
Geeked out
When I hit my peak, I'll
Light up another one
Rollin' up until the weeds out, uh
Know that I can't breathe out
Cause this shit is real loud
If you need a sack, then you can reach out
Sweating heavy like Newman
'Cause I been working hard like no man
I been looking for a woman
Sick of being on my own and
I just wonder what I could've done different
My mind has changed so much, these days I'm indifferent, uh
I could spend lot of time reminiscing
About the past
But you can't change what happens
When you go down that path
And hit dead mans curve
And everything is a blur
But I remember every word
That you said to me
It's getting hard to keep my train of thought
Cause my brain is fucked
Acid rain, I bought
Pills for pain, I popped
A creative thought
Was so hard to find
Between my flesh and my soul was a sharp divide
I remember when I was broke
I ain't made it yet
But right now, I'm in that mode
Floating in the Testarossa, no pre-owned
And by the time I'm out of gas, yuh
I'll be stoned
(And I'll be)
Greened out
Til I'm old and senile
I only wish that I could see down
The road ahead of me now
Smoking weeds the only way that I get chill at night
Floating wheels, rolling on the atmosphere tonight

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