People think that I'm lazy
People think that I'm this fool
Because I gives a fuck about the government
But didn't graduate from high school
But I learned how it's done
So I'm gonna be number one
Thank you Jesus for my mamma
Thank you bitches for my money
I must be outta my mind
Making niggas wake up to open up to the light
Smoking good dank, yeah, nigga this must be life
Oh, we making moves you niggas thought we was fine
Nah nigga going hard for my niggas til' we all count figures.
Down liquor, fuck livers, all my niggas know
Two blunts, four strains in the middle dough
We getting knowledge from the motherfuckin' reefer smoke
Born to lead a generation through storm
In a time so hard while you niggas go soft
Chase your dreams my nigga, puff your weed my nigga
Get high, not low
Hustle in the summer till the motherfuckin winter
And my flow go hard like a motherfuckin missile
You can catch me in the trap, with the hustlers and the killers
Putting on for my city like we entered the Olympics
Repping out for my gang, we about that love, we don't bang
'Less a heathen step out his lane, then you know them hammers gon' rang rang
No, fuck that nigga, get your brain up
And if you can't get with em, get your paper
And if you can't get both, nigga, wake up,
Gold chain, purp, feelin' like a Laker
Demons try to get a nigga but they never shake us
They see us winning our kids so they hate us
But we the realest motherfuckers, no makeup
psychedelic life fearing not the creators
Ain't no debating, who are the greatest
It is up in your heart, nigga, go out create it
Get out the matrix, why you stuck in the dark, nigga?
We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas [x2]
Get high bitches, get high niggas
We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas
This shit is fresh
All my life niggas told me that I ain't shit
Funny how things flip, knowledge of the ancient
Ain't shit if you ain't fit
Bought a plane tick' to astral land now my motherfuckin' brain's sick.
Crane kick to the government, fuck 'em, man.
Martial law, they don't care about a brother, man
Expanded brain, book out the frame
Then I became a light bearer near to the son of sam.
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
I'm a fucking living God, find a truth deep inside
My body is so float the most high
I be a ghost, comatose, mary jane we elope
In the mists of the smoke, elevate your mind
Get awoke, lessons in the vines, take notes
These are more than just quotes.
This is real life over still mic
fuck it all, nigga, just do it if it feels right. Right?
Can't justify this life of mine, I'm so divine, bitch.
I'm smoking chronic, stoned like Onyx, never third eyeless.
ancient ways.
Young ass niggas, got knowledge for days.
Extraterrestrials, no, not grey, but we do come in peace,
What we got to say is that conscious way
With a little bit of ig'nant, word to my pigment
Rock jewels like Rocka motherfucker
But these words from the pyramids, truth, I ain't hearin' it
Case stones lower level iridescent
The schools ain't teaching shit, son
Better elevate out of this system
Felling trapped, now the hood carry straps, watch your back
It's Iraq anyone could be the victim, nigga
We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas [x2]
Get high bitches, get high niggas
We kick crowns, kings, and Adidas
This shit is fresh

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