i been rolling up all day. four blunts to the face. yea im tryna get elavated. i smoke Swisher's no papers. at the end of the day. ima still be a player. smoking on some dark vator. haters gunna be haters. ima chase all of this paper. i be do things major. i be smoke on this nature. hard work i put in labor. work a 9 to 5. jus tryna get paper. im just tryna survive. while i get high. watch my numbers multiple. as the time flys by. i wonder if i id even smoke. if my brother didn't die. he was a really good guy. i woonder why he died but thats another story there. we lost so many in year. yea we shead so many tears. spillin liqour isnt you aint here. well this ones gone be my year. tell them rookies get up outta here. i been doing this since back in o6. i had them rebok kicks. when i was growing up as a kid. i never knew what i wanted to be. didnt think music would be a way to find a stress relief. im parinod i got a 380 next to me. keep it right under my sheets. waiting for my eniemes. tryna lay me 6 feet. im tryna protect me and my family. i hope you understand me. the weed got me talking. feel like im on ceiling the walking. if take i to many pills. then i end up in a coffin. the loud got me coughing.