Can You Believe It

yeah you could never believe it marihuana plants so tall they touch the clouds im puffed now Cheeto dust on the fingertips smoked out and you can see my position it's the way im livin whats the matter my homie you never did shit i pushed them rocks and them bricks i sold them zips and made flips went from cold shit to hot plates momma slaved away 3 jobs working erry day and she still lost us kids funny way life is but i gotta keep positive what you saying homie you never broke into the school acting out being wild thinking it's cool at least i had them better grades hard work fun saved for better days hard working for minimum wage and still i wont hate this world needs more love so ima give it fuck the fake shit 100% is how im living seeing wavy an im trippin the homie gave me the L as far as i can tell imma be gone for a minute but oh well ride with the waves on the magic carpet ride you dont know shit about how the homie died left for dead on the block middle of the night some kid brought a gun to a fist fight but whats the reason for the violence Whats the reason for the hate cuz its a struggle in this life its hard these days struggle for short change i see its short of change we can go many ways but they choose to stray born in poverty you a low class but we know that homie raise up Whats your deal fight for your right my homie fight for that meal for real lil Hutchins "let the beat play a bit"