She said don't be apprehensive
But there's too many randoms
At the kickback
She said don't be apprehensive
But there's too many randoms
At the kickback
Too many randoms
At the kickback
Too many
I don't smoke for fun
Bitch I need it
If I could get higher than my demons
I could stop dreaming, achieve them
Backwood, Backwood, Backwood
Take my spirit
No complaining
I ain't tryina hear it
Too many problems, too soon
Make them vanish
Armadillo armor
Ain't no damage done
Backwood, Backwood, Backwood
Take my spirit
No complaining
I ain't tryina hear it
Too many problems, too soon
Make them vanish
Armadillo armor
Ain't no damage done
Alligator leather in my seats
Feel like Steve Irwin in these streets
No fear, what have I to lose
Faced death, every time I went to sleep
I vacation with my angels
We discreet
Find out if my girl a demon
When they meet
Cold as hell
IRS, they want receipts
Personal clientele, they wanna see, they wanna meet
That shit a joke
That's a joke
That's a joke
You won't get a dime like before
Lie to you again
Tell you that I'm broke
That I'm broke
That I'm broke
Psyche!
Rolling in this wealth
Like I'm Wanda Sykes
Dare you, try to run up
Gali got the sight
I got two strikes left to spare
Swear, I got enough
So I could share with you
I don't smoke for fun
Bitch I need it
If I could get higher than my demons
I could stop dreaming, achieve it