Right around the corner
Rock and a stoner smellin Marijuana
They covered in drough eroma
Trickin bitches playin hard to get Just cuz the wanna
Providing for they daughter
What's life without a dolla
Drankin out that cup then best Believe that ima gonna
High class loner
Living what it cost us
F*ck up out my face cuz you
Know that I got it on ya
Baby know you bad but you and Yo friend I want both em
Trust me Ion need it I'm just Leaning kicking lonesome
All the time I spent thinking Damn boy you grown son
Blunt in my hand got me smoking
High demand
Open up my eyes and tell me just What I did
Man Tell me that you hate me
Tell me that you can't forgive
Man it F*cked up all my peace When I knew what this money Meant
Like if I blow a stack I gotta go Get it again
F*ck a shorty cop a 40 it'll be wit Till the end
Real deal shorty I can call my Monument
Wit a Pretty bratt face at peace When I put it in