B L V K J O S H - FYM Lyrics

I need a bag today
I'm tryna smoke on some good shit
Pick out the stems and just roll one
Ain't got no time for the bullshit
I'm in my bag today
Cyphing that boof over dope beats
Dont you be sweating my technique
Blaze the weed
Blow trees
I need a bag today
I'm tryna smoke on some good shit
Pick out the stems and just roll one
Ain't got the time for the bullshit
I'm in my bag today
Cyphing that boof over dope beats
Dont you be sweating my technique
Blaze the weed
Blow trees
F*ck you mean

Roll another swish and I'm right back to it
Picked up some beer it's just me and my music
This all that I know gotta make something out of it
Proud to say I ain't no motherf*cking counterfeit
My own definition of hell is what I put myself through mentally
So when I'm gone know I'm finna see a better place
I found heaven in wrap fulla hella weed

Steady blowing like breeze vibin off of these beats
Cop the wavs with the lease and load em up on the screen
Don't hit my line for no feats if you don't rock with my team
Im limbing up to my dream they can't f*ck with my steez
Shout out to Blanco in mother land
When I flow clouds part and that thunder blam
Yeah I got it these niggas don't understand
I know struggle but still keep a upper hand
Yeah I get it they heard me but they wasn't hearing me
Until I started to buzz now my cadence's come in more clearly
Six years in and I'm goin on seven
Couple mixtapes hella tracks and an album
Started with homies now rock by my lonely
Can't f*ck with these niggas these rappers act corny
Yeah I ain't f*ckin with nobody
In the booth is where to find me
Disturb my peace and you'll get bodied
Nigga kill yourself or be a homi

I need a bag today
I'm tryna smoke on some good shit
Pick out the stems and just roll one
Ain't got no time for the bullshit
I'm in my bag today
Cyphing that boof over dope beats
Dont you be sweating my technique
Blaze the weed
Blow trees
I need a bag today
I'm tryna smoke on some good shit
Pick out the stems and just roll one
Ain't got the time for the bullshit
I'm in my bag today
Cyphing that boof over dope beats
Dont you be sweating my technique
Blaze the weed
Blow trees
F*ck you mean

I been on some shit I been making moves
I done did my dirt trying to my dues
I done wasted time not the patient type
Independent so that I can make the rules
F*ck the label hype one day at a time
I'm taking it to heights where them angels fly
Faded in my ride watching for the feds
Gotta get this bread gotta train the mind
Shawty throw it back like a thursday
I Kinda want her in the worst way
Could prolly get up in her mind on her worst day
But a nigga never pressed to be thirsty
Hella grown double C's what her purse say
She a dancer never working for no dirt pay
She could buy a nigga shoes on a slow day
She gon f*ck around and do it for the stroke game
If I had my way I would ghostwrite
Gimmie credits because I'm far beyond the hype
I'm so comfy with infamy if I would blow up no telling what just might get into me
I keep it humble though I am the shit
Smoking Anakin with my man's and them
Swisher sweeter than a candied yam
Shout out my fans im at it again

I need a bag today
I'm tryna smoke on some good shit
Pick out the stems and just roll one
Ain't got no time for the bullshit
I'm in my bag today
Cyphing that boof over dope beats
Dont you be sweating my technique
Blaze the weed
Blow trees
I need a bag today
I'm tryna smoke on some good shit
Pick out the stems and just roll one
Ain't got the time for the bullshit
I'm in my bag today
Cyphing that boof over dope beats
Dont you be sweating my technique
Blaze the weed
Blow trees
F*ck you mean