Ballin like kobe take a picture Adobe smoking on that za got me high moving slowly pull up I gotta tha choppa we whipping in Tha stoly we on ghost time Killin shit like columbine chasin money don't give a fuck what the price is if she want it she can get it no limit I'm from the hood no like really really from Tha woods like really really from the woods see the house and the cars model wife big ass chains an my kids got money make it rain got it made in that shade came a long damn way fuck that pull up we gone up that u thinkin we wouldn't snap back u ain't kickin country round I be puffin wood got me high as trees early birds get the worm first come first serve cuz people ain't never held shit for me I get it how I no ten toes on the road like fuck it I'll walk it but I gotta go just think of me as a ghost self made on beast mode I'm from the hood no like really really from Tha woods like really really from the woods I'm at the house g yeah just chilling wit the kids vibin at crib my wife out paying on them bills I'm a felon no it's hard to get a gig got me wishin the mistakes I made wouldn't haunt me but it did but I'm like shit fuck it yeah it is what it is got me smokein on a l of Tha za got me floating give me chills like that freezer at nofrillz I got that Stanly steamer in my Beama pull up an test u skillz God damn that's alota weed got me feelin high like a sunomi I'm a rapper but I pulled up at the grand ol opre I be in da country like my grandpa but still be Ballin like my grandma sitting back watching the breeze threw the trees special k blp he keep it kosher cold with no steam we keep a beam u no we comin Mr clean carts puff it till it blinks coughin like it Killin me down with the rain below in Tha gutta waitin for it to clear so I can come out an shine like the diamonds in my chain bright no Tha whole world sees Like the kids lookin up to me standin alone on the peak got my head high got no time to look down I'm a man I hold it down that how's gone be fuck around me glass brake pickit up slowly I be smoking on a pack this shit get me wack I be spitting on Tha track in back like a Cadillac on four flats bout to double back cutting no slack just killed Tha track I'm in Tha kitchen whippin pots wit no degrees cold hot make steam big Mac macaroni liquid gold all on me when I come threw walkin hear me stompin fe fi foe thumb wrapped around Tha gun sparking shit just for fun no ever cloud has a silver lining no befo I die my cloudy sky go see the sun shinin no that my eyes are clearly seein people for bein solid 100 come up behind ya ima keep it silent want never change that why I'm climbing want slip bc I'm slicker than owl shit they said who yo feet don't fit no limb like the limbs I'm tearin off ya body sasquatch bc lm big foot steppin gone away can leave a trace masked up private conversation how im talkin opp stoppin off my rocker just chillin loaded chopper I be talkin to killa yall be talkin to pilla 5 finger death punch knock em out his bitch place put a smirk on ya bitch face she be think im cute back off cuz my lady gone eat yo bitch face smoking on za u smell me foe u see me smokin freely 1 2 Scooby-Doo knock a few all my dreams comin true clear 2 I don't fuck with these dudes I'll take your life with e-coli with some bad cabbage black magic dag nabbot if I get off the stoop see your body liftin you better hope your God is gifted all the fakes get sifted like I'm in the kitchen whole body driftin got my Chevy engine twisted can't keep up with me that a bad habit sellin pounds of cabbage talkin could get u damage m4 a 1 with Tha scope you straticferic that's beyond high now you moving mathematically slow like 3hundres and 9tens and 8ones is the amount I got in my pocket but u already got it like a magician my lady said my magic be hittin like fire be spittin desired to win no stopin for kin ima on Tha prowl to win don't get in my way people dyin to sin like its Goliath agin born brave all things that make you happy crunch time I don't shoot up a block I go chill wit Tha fam I know life is tough I'm glad I stuck it out I wish my dad would have stuck around but my kids are teaching me how to be a better dad now give a man a nickle an hope all he really has is a nickle no time for penny pinchin I'm all in(Verse 1) I started from the bottom, now I'm on the rise A hustle in my blood, got that fire in my