[ Featuring
Miles ]
I got people they telling shit
I got raps they ain't selling it
I ain't begging for oxygen
Confidence is confident
He's pushing drugs all you say is hurry up
Feeling like a god got a sense of euphoria
Backing out the front streets fronting it cuz I'm back
I couldn't take another motherf*cka like that
Or just take an ecstasy
Forgot your vasectomy
I guess this life got the best of me
No telling what the side effects could be
Cuz now I'm f*cking spinning got no sense of direction
Smoking woods and shit but that ain't my selection
My cars going vroom, eat some shrooms
Take a f*cking trip cuz I'm floating to the moon
I caught the grass I caught grass
I fought the grass I fought the grass
Pray for the mass pray for the masses
Hiding the stashes hiding the stashes
Hit the tide pods they just bygones
But if I could I might just buy one
And drink the juice up when I'm thirsty
Don't try and fight bitch you can't hurt me
It's your boy always keeps the beats tight
Not just a smoker I'm the next Walter white
Smoke grass with Jesse, my boy Aaron Paul
If I get in trouble bitch I'll just call Saul
Busted with an ounce and they took my shit
But it didn't bother me so I took another hit
Cops got mad I flipped em off
Then I rolled to the court to play some golf
So many zags it's a stack
Smoke every day with Lil whack
Mad money on the joint
You put 5 in it's like a boink
I'm a bad mother f*cker and a badass
Puffing on trees while I roll up my grass
Don't go to class cause I'm busy with a cyph
Platinum lighter and a gold pipe
I got people they telling shit
I got raps they ain't selling it
I ain't begging for oxygen
Confidence is confident
