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Sometimes I feel I've got a couple people I can't shame
Still rolling weed in a pair of J's
Gettin' ashes all over my favorite jeans
I ain't mad
get much higher
Yeah
And if you don't know by now, I smoke weed
Hahahahahaha
How Wiz gonna give me the verse
He ain't gonna give me the laugh
un big up au bled
Dans l'autre un big up aux jeunes des cités HLM
C'est pour les mecs avec ou sans
Permis des Loki dans l'box la weed dans le coffre et
weed
I hit the j one time then I hit it again
Then I hit it one moe and started coughin and shit
Damn, this aint no regular weed
But my mentals they be
like a cop tho
Hit the J off my pass like I'm Rondo
Play my sound and I said that's all I know, all I know
Dropped out now I'm chasing dough, chasing
Snot
Now you got some
Get some! Just got
Blasted by the jizzum
And I'm still rollin' phat
Even in the Geo Prizm
Yo Jim, you know
What time it is, quick
bullyin' these fakes
Whatever it takes
I'm doin what I gotta
Take a risk because I got a shot at
Success, I'm no less than the best
The weed smoke help
J.I.M.M.Y.
Capo, what's my motherfuckin' name?
Eastside, say what, what's my motherfuckin' name?
DipSet, Byrd Gang
Catch that boy Capo
Cruisin' up
the hate in my eyes it's no surprise
It ain't shit bitch believe that
Suckers claiming they paid
They can't even handle they weed tax
I leave tracks like
Osco
Up a nostril
That sound like Tech N9ne
Nigga where the weed
Where the muthafucking
Blow
And the hoes (yes yes)
Next to me
Is Ectasy
Asking me if i
W.J. Weed Kapone nigga
If I ever breathe
If I ever live
Shit no more fuckin man
Believe this blunt I'm blazin
And still listen to your kids
That's
DJ Paul and Juicy J-
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Whatcha niggas wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Talkin all that fuckin shit)
the luxury flow
Luxury flows, I've got luxury hoes
Luxury flows, this the luxury flow
I'ma roll me up a J and I'ma face it
Always been real, never had
I like that Huncho on the beat bitch
In my future I see me dumping weed ashes in a Grammy cup
I'm a trend killa killed the Crease slander now they
Baby love it when I treat her wit the Rosé
Kill the pussy why my nickname O.J
Like to go out so I ride lowkey
Bandanna on like she a O.G
Rock wit me
weed but my food is mexican
Too much stickers in my bag i am stacking em up
Cause if i wouldnt my bag would be heavy as fuck
Gettin the cash is a must
into a bastard
so I'm no kin to Father Time when I'm smokin'
Who said trees couldn't grow dollar signs
no bought it by the lines
'til tomorrow shine
into a bastard
so I'm no kin to Father Time when I'm smokin'
Who said trees couldn't grow dollar signs
no bought it by the lines
'til tomorrow shine
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Sometimes I feel I've got a couple people I can't shame
Still rolling weed in a pair of J's
Gettin' ashes all over my favorite jeans
I ain't mad
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Sometimes I feel I've got a couple people I can't shame
Still rolling weed in a pair of J's
Gettin' ashes all over my favorite jeans
I ain't mad
(I miss the real A)
Hell nah, far from it
Remember Nikki's on Stewart Ave was star studded
Remember selling weed at 559 had them skimpy dime
Used
'suis fucked up sous rali comme mes potos Siboy et Cahiips
Les colons sont venus chez nous, ont pris diamants, le pétrole et khalis
J'ai laissé ma weed et mon
as a whole
It's healthy like the Boy
Better Know tee business j's my witness
I'm a musician, ask Skepta
Three of us talk, then we make a decision
You know me I
The white bitch got rich like Federline
Fuck a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack
You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac
The weed good price,
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