They just tryna
Roll with us
Because we glow

Pull up real slow
Windows down
Leaking smoke
Yeah

My line bangin'
Act like I ain't
Got a phone

"Please leave me alone!"
I'm screaming out
When you too close
Yeah

Recently been thinkin'
'Bout my old friends

There ain't shit
To talk about
No more, man

Man, last time that we spoke
I wasn't knowin'

What it was I wanted
From this life yet

Hold up
Hold up

Lately feeling off
But think it's a come up

Right now struggling
With women and karma

Soon be staring
At some benzes and commas

I be quiet
But inside

I'm a muhfuckin' stunna

Baby on me
Like the sun when beamin'

I dropped six whole projects in 2-0-19
And your girl's eyes on me
I know your girl's eyes on me
My dream's gonne die with me
Hold on,
I'm boutta smoke real quick

All of my friends like me
Stoners; roll up
Then chase them g's

All of my friends like me
Stoners; roll up
Then chase them g's

Yeah

I WAS FUCKING UP
BUT NOW I'M BACK
FROM OUT THE DEAD

Hold up
Let me get little taste
Of what's to come to me
Rolling 'round Angeles
With brother, smoking tree

I WAS FUCKING UP
BUT NOW I'M BACK
FROM OUT THE DEAD

Roll up
About an eighth of tree
Inside the blunt, then we
Pass it around till that
Muhfucka gone