Stoner Pimpson - Buy It Back Lyrics

Stuffing a wood
Smoking the dope
High as a kite
Talking to Ghosts

I'm stuffin a wood
Smoke Mary Jane
Baby be clearing my brain
She numbing the pain
Know what it did to my brothers it turned em insane
But I never change
I know the value of one single dollar gone change
But I make it rain
This for nights when I slept in my car in the rain

Grew up in the Go
My parents they both came from struggle
They tried to give me the world
But the boy still had to hustle
Naw i ain't chasing no thot
Yeah I was f*cking yo bitch
Niggas be loving these hoes
Naw I ain't trusting these bitches

Hell yeah the money gone fold
I know it come and it go
I'm tryna bargain with God
I'm thinking bout selling my soul
But is he gone by the shit back
F*ck it im tired of being broke
Wrong or right ion even know
But f*ck is you lying to me for
Say that you love me you out here with niggas so f*ck You be spying on me for
I still got so many hoes
New crib got so many flows
Turned something from nothing I start flipping keys and the profit cash opened the doors
I know I'm blessed I can't stress bout a thing but I still keep on smoking on the dope

Nigga Ain't running from shit
I'm just chasing my dream
Smoke so much dope that they think ima feign
But they don't know none the shit I done seen

You take a aspirin for pain and I sip a lil lean
Trusting no bitch what the f*ck do you mean
Talking no money the f*ck do you mean

Do this shit for my mama nem
I need a milly for takers
I need a crib with them acres
I need some stock with Lakers
Life a lil harder now
But I got on point,
Had to stay sharp,
Think ima barber now
Back in the day,
I had a hoopty
I want the charger now
Member back in them days
We reminiscing
My Brodie a father now
Went from selling them Ounces to growing them Ps I guess I'm a farmer now
F*ck niggas don't honor them
And f*ck your honor them
I'm the boss and they under him

I was serving that underhand
You silly rabbit
Tricks up my sleeve
I put you underground

Don't want the fame
I want the money now
Member the rain
My city sunny now

Hell yeah the money gone fold
I know it come and it go
I'm tryna bargain with God
I'm thinking bout selling my soul
But is she gone by the shit back
F*ck it im tired of being broke
Wrong or right ion even know
But f*ck is you lying to me for

I been through lot of shit with my self
Why I ain't trusting nobody
Ain't nobody f*cking with me
But I do not f*ck with nobody
I don't even f*ck with myself
I keep on harming my body
I keep a pole on my self
So ion get harmed in the party

I just be shitting on niggas
Treat em like a port a potty
Bullets gone bend up his body
Look like he doing palates
And my diamonds be dancing on Niggas
Look like they doing karate
Look like they dance by they self
Look how they move on my body

Hell yeah the money gone fold
I know it come and go
I'm tryna bargain with god
I'm thinking bout selling my soul
But is he gone buy the shit back
F*ck it, I don't even know
But nigga I'm tired of being broke