Yea
Young Jim
I got it from the ground up, and never gave a f*ck
Asking for permission, na, never been the type bruh
Outchea on my own, yea I had to get my weight up
Tryna take mine, you gone have to come & take it from me
Better be ready to die, Tupac, All Eyes On Me
I get the work & flip that shit like a 9 to 5
And my 9 to 5 is to make sure the block alive
And my 5 to 9 is the same shit overtime
Audio dope through ya speakers, stay committing crimes
If them boys looking for me tell em I aint hard to find
Im in the lab with the squad, we just writing rhymes
But I be barely writing mine,
I just rap my life (yea)
Every song I give you me, one bar at a time
And 10 blunts everyday is how im living mine
These niggas say they smoke but is they really high
Its the neighborhood hippie,
I can spot a lie
Its Jim
Me and my niggas smoking up in the spaceship
Living life, hope it end up on some great shit
Reach for stars, how you think we gone make it
We high, we high, we high
Im just tryna get you into deep space
Open your mind, oo wont you let me peep yea
I can really show you how peace feels
When we high, we high, we high!