Idk where imma go when i die Cuz i be gettin high I be way up in the sky I Wont even deny The time that went by Had too much stess on my mind I cant lie Tossed that bitch I stacked my chips so im fine Rather pick my greens like its lime Only thang i need Smoke my blunt and stack on greens Wit my family Help my homies from the gutter Who looked out for me In the ghetto where its grimey And if you pull up you can find me No im never hiding I stay trucha On my lane Cuz vatos trippin Some like lames but some do it for the fame I be tryna stay away From all frake niggas Fake bitches if it aint real i just rather keep my distance I aint even on no dissin You should know Rather put on for the team Fuck on hoes Enie minie miney moe all she knows I aint chasing on no hoes I even tried to let her know Wasnt even on the low She said she love me It was funny so i rolled I just rather fuck on hoes Cuz nowadays Ican’t even trust a single soul