Mercy Great - Let My Music Play Lyrics

And I just want to smoke my weed I just want to smoke my weed
Why they let my music play
Stuntin in the drop top V, with my niggas and some top notch fees
Why they let my music play
Remember I ain't have no cheese, just yesterday it all was a dream
Why they let my music play
And I just want to smoke my weed, get blunted why I count my cheese
Why they let my music play

I'm with Ken and we smoking
I got endz for flowing like the ocean
Smooth operator ain't a stain on my gators
Balling in L.A like I played for the Lakers
Forty grand in my pocket in the land I'm the gossip
Went from selling grams just to profit, now I'm in the sand somewhere tropic
Nigga... Mercy blowing up like a inner-tube
As a shorty growing up bitch I been that dude
Imma ask the bitch once what she finna do
She gone hop up in the truck with intention to
Getting drunk come and bust with a friend or two
Chiefin loud is a must like a ritual
And I prefer the purple, Merc a workaholic and they working like a turtle
Ya movement ain't moving cause it's lames in your circle
Them Lauras playing games in the end they want a Urkel
I'm just twisted of this merlot

And I just want to smoke my weed I just want to smoke my weed
Why they let my music play
Stuntin in the drop top V, with my niggas and some top notch fees
Why they let my music play
Remember I ain't have no cheese, just yesterday it all was a dream
Why they let my music play
And I just want to smoke my weed, get blunted why I count my cheese
Why they let my music play

Mama said reach for the stars
Don't you know boy the sky is the limit
Find Mercy eating on a star
Right by Mars with a couple of women
I'm so far gone but cholli I go so hard
My dick hard hoe, get on your knees and go hard
A retard, No! She gimmie that brain I'm recharged
We keep jars of dope, that keisha we call it seashore
Great white sharks in the sea, you just a seahorse
A king ya some peons, be gone for you left peed on
All I need is my music, family, something to chief on
Bad hoe to freak on, with a pretty face to skeet on
G'z on my back like my real nigga Dion
Lion like Leon, kind of like King Kong
Lawrence Fisherman Mercy gotta get his eat on
Past me the keish so I can really get my chief on

And I just want to smoke my weed I just want to smoke my weed
Why they let my music play
Stuntin in the drop top V, with my niggas and some top notch fees
Why they let my music play
Remember I ain't have no cheese, just yesterday it all was a dream
Why they let my music play
And I just want to smoke my weed, get blunted why I count my cheese
Why they let my music play