Im waking up I'm sparking blunts cuz joints I just don't smoke that shit
Every day I'm smokin up I'm lit like ima f*cken bic
Chillen faded blowin trees just packin bowls til I can't see
Drinkin heen dont f*ck with me just tryna make some money trees
Smoke a whole sack while I make a dope track
Sittin here hopin ima blow up on the map
Always do my own thing always stay on track
I ain't f*cken with too many stayin in and makin raps
Ridin in my own lane I just do my own thang
Ain't givin no f*cks what these haters gotta say
They gone stay broke while I'm workin for this cake
Ima count it in their face cop rari then I race
I got plans for my life lemme tell you how it go
Big house bad bitch and a bunch a dough
Horseshoe driveway a wooden double door
Wanna go to saint Laurent and cop the whole f*cken store
People doubt me all the time but ima f*cken dreamer
Seen my mama struggle I don't wanna do that either
Brothers sayin ima make just gotta believe em
If it's true we goin up cuz I ain't gonna f*cken leave em
Im waking up I roll a blunt then right away I smoke the bitch
Every day I'm smokin up I'm lit like ima f*cken bic
Chillen faded blowin trees just packin bowls til I can't see
Drinkin heen dont f*ck with me just tryna make some money trees
Workin for this life so you better check it twice
Got no safety net so I gotta roll the dice
I ain't playin even nah there ain't no playin nice
And I ain't ever sober catch me drinkin all night
I been grindin everyday I just don't know what else to do
It's gonna happen with or without you you gotta move
Once I get my chance yea you know I'm gonna hit the door
Because there's no way ima live my life moppin floors
I'm gonna make it and you know that that's a fact
Goin round the world sellin shows and countin racks
Seein all these bitches and they tell me sign their rack
Sittin on some cash with only bros and that's a fact