You see me now I'm coming down
Damn I hate that shit
Been puffin loud, I'm airin it out yeah I'll run with it
They gonna that he off of it yeah I'm off of it yeah bitch I'm off a zip
It's four in the morning and shit I'm wide awake
Got to find a way to peek through the blinds to see a brighter day
Sometimes it feel like I be stuck in mazes we running out of time so what you sayin
Yeah so what you sayin count the days any one could be your last
Nah it's all in the past I see through all the smoke and the glass
Yeah smoke a cigarette and laugh yeah brain spillin on the dash yeah
Watch ya world burn to ash couldn't catch up with the bag
Top shelf always rolling up the stash
Top shelf always rolling up the stash
It's 4 o' clock in the morning