Gas In my Blunt

Rollin' through the city, got that gas in my blunt, (2) Eyes low, mind clear, ain't no need for a stunt. (3) Real ones with me, yeah, we move like a pack, (4) Trust the crew, if you slip, there's no watchin' your back. (5) Countin’ up the paper, stack it high to the ceiling, (6) Haters talkin' loud, but they know how I'm feelin'. (7) Ice on my wrist, got the drip like a faucet, (8) Pull up in the whip, all black, lookin' flawless. (9) Gas in my blunt, got me feelin' like a king, (10) Every word I spit, yeah, you know it’s the real thing. (11) Late nights, bright lights, livin' life on the edge, (12) Loyalty's the code, I ain't breakin' no pledge. (13) Streets taught me lessons, yeah, I learned from the pain, (14) Keep my circle tight, no room for the fake. (15) Life's a gamble, but I’m all in the game, (16) Gas in my blunt, and I'm never feelin' shame.