Stuffing kush in raw papers
I cut my braids off now the style that I'm rocking is all tapers
I don't chase dreams I chase paper
Now I'm getting money
On my way! To the top no elevators
I use to dream big as a kid
Watching MTV cribs
Saying oneday my shit gone be like his
Who would ever thought
What u said I couldn't a N***a did
Where I come from we get it how we live
In that's just how it is
So let's gone head and get right to the biz
Got two bad b*tches all on my dick
One like to swallow the other she like to spit
Who would of ever thought I'd end up n sum shit like this
I remember days
Before school
Me in the homies getting blazed
Thinking of schemes to get us paid
We was young trying to make away
Kush clouds got us in them days
What can I say
We getting paid
I'm on fire
Like Johnny blaze
Bumping the Chronic album
Was my shit bacc n the days
Listening to ice cube
Today it was a good day
So homie yeah Please don't make me use my AK
I'm getting higher than a plane
Speaking spoken word to my bitch marry Jane
The shit that I seen will drive a N***a straight insane
Put the pin n pad down
Time for a smoke break
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Stuffing kush in raw papers
I cut my braids off now the style that I'm rocking is all tapers
I don't chase dreams I chase paper
Now I'm getting money
On my way! To the top no elevators
I use to dream big as a kid
Watching MTV cribs
Saying oneday my shit gone be like his
Who would ever thought
What u said I couldn't a N***a did
Where I come from we get it how we live
In that's just how it is
So let's gone head and get right to the biz
Got two bad b*tches all on my dick
One like to swallow the other she like to spit
Who would of ever thought I'd end up n sum shit like this
I remember days
Before school
Me in the homies getting blazed
Thinking of schemes to get us paid
We was young trying to make away
Kush clouds got us in them days
What can I say
We getting paid
I'm on fire
Like Johnny blaze
Bumping the Chronic album
Was my shit bacc n the days
Listening to ice cube
Today it was a good day
So homie yeah Please don't make me use my AK
I'm getting higher than a plane
Speaking spoken word to my bitch marry Jane
The shit that I seen will drive a N***a straight insane
Put the pin n pad down
Time for a smoke break
I cut my braids off now the style that I'm rocking is all tapers
I don't chase dreams I chase paper
Now I'm getting money
On my way! To the top no elevators
I use to dream big as a kid
Watching MTV cribs
Saying oneday my shit gone be like his
Who would ever thought
What u said I couldn't a N***a did
Where I come from we get it how we live
In that's just how it is
So let's gone head and get right to the biz
Got two bad b*tches all on my dick
One like to swallow the other she like to spit
Who would of ever thought I'd end up n sum shit like this
I remember days
Before school
Me in the homies getting blazed
Thinking of schemes to get us paid
We was young trying to make away
Kush clouds got us in them days
What can I say
We getting paid
I'm on fire
Like Johnny blaze
Bumping the Chronic album
Was my shit bacc n the days
Listening to ice cube
Today it was a good day
So homie yeah Please don't make me use my AK
I'm getting higher than a plane
Speaking spoken word to my bitch marry Jane
The shit that I seen will drive a N***a straight insane
Put the pin n pad down
Time for a smoke break
Writer: Rich King
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