Shit, times like these, nigga revert back to them habits, you know
Grinding 24-7, 52-365
Pulling up with all my niggas
Pulling off with all y'all bitches

When I feel constricted
I'm rolling, weight until I feel I'm lifted
This for all my niggas out there still convicted
I jot these real linguistics
About my real existence
I miss the life I thought I'd have, I hope this building business
Should watch what I mention
You never know who listening
This loud, get twisted and my brain go touch the outer limits
Reminiscing, on them niggas that I used to fuck with
Girls I wasn't in love with
When they mingled had to reconstruct shit
We from a small city, all they do is fuck and shoot
Your value drop once you let lame niggas fuck with you
I puzzled you
Took your time to shuffle through
A deck full of jokers, King of Spades right there in front of you
We burning too
Thought I had one of just to turn with you
Turned it through in phantoms
They like Truth who came and murdered you
Convertible, we purchased two
Lambi look so merciful
Posted in a cut, come get surgical
The choices that we making ain't reversible
I love it though

If you ain't got no loud take your quiet ass home
I been up here on this cloud for so motherfucking long
To get me through this week I need some motherfucking strong
And I'm out here going hard till we motherfucking on
I can't lie, I get high, I can't lie, I be high
I can't lie, I get high, I can't lie, I be high
I won't lie, I get high, I won't lie, I be high
I won't lie, I get high, I won't lie, I be high, I be high

When I feel I'm low, let my feelings go and let this killer blow
A habit I picked up some years ago
Lost my time, I caught my mind
Went through shit you ain't know about
My cousin poured that dope out
Ain't no problem, you can't smoke out, uh-oh
It pulled me in, these lyrics put me offense
I got a pool at the crib, my homies gon' pull the friends
This that family shit, authentic shit
Bars I could cop a Lambie with
Hollywood actress Penny, listen
It pulled me closer, that A1-5 over
All those posters, I'm livin' vogue
A fool for thought could clear your office
They buildin' sculptures all throughout the city for me
The Lord on my side, some truth go out and get it for me
Got you, rap's a puzzle
Ditchin' out these epic novels
Out here in the field, it's real
Still, I'm interceptin' my flow
Livin' the impossible, ascendin' to the throne
Then I roll a blunt and chonk
And I put it in a song, I beat it

If you ain't got no loud take your quiet ass home
I been up here on this cloud for so motherfucking long
To get me through this week I need some motherfucking strong
And I'm out here going hard till we motherfucking on
I can't lie, I get high, I can't lie, I be high
I can't lie, I get high, I can't lie, I be high
I won't lie, I get high, I won't lie, I be high
I won't lie, I get high, I won't lie, I be high, I be high

Till we on that
Till we on
Till we on, till we on, till we on
Till we on
Till we on
Till we on, and we on, and we on