Hmm. We asked everybody
Kids, grown-ups, everybody
And nobody knows
He'll never get down the chimney
And no one will get any presents
Hey! Wait a minute
Yeah. Yeah
Mary Jane make me forget
Bet that I'll remember when the problems come again
Product of my father leaving drama in the wind
But he nothing like my mama cause she putting up with him, yo
32 years when they had two kids
And they twins, one light and one dark skin
I'm a sinner but my brother's pretty smart
College in the fall and then the other's just tall
Couldn't say how many times they ask me if I'm playing ball
Not at all. Marijuana often kept me from the sports
On the porch, speaking to the Lord
Heal my soul because I'm living sort of off
The girl that's riding with me leave a spot that's kind of soft
Came with motivation
Funny cause I ain't shit
Could've bought a whip with all the money on the eighths spent
So now I'm sober out in California
In the past cutting grass every Sunday in the morning
Never had a house that had a f*cking lawn on it
Buy my mama that but first I wanna see her rolling
I'ma do it off the raps that's coming slicker than petroleum
Ay, yo, so we going in
Ay, yo, so we going in
Happiness is only noticed where you find the shit
Want the life to be with all smiles like I'm Gucci, man
F*ck the Federals for taking all our revenue
Niggas tired, had to get it on the avenue
After school, act a fool just a little bit
But still I'm handling my business like how real is this
Shit, how real is this
Yeah
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Hmm. We asked everybody
Kids, grown-ups, everybody
And nobody knows
He'll never get down the chimney
And no one will get any presents
Hey! Wait a minute
Yeah. Yeah
Mary Jane make me forget
Bet that I'll remember when the problems come again
Product of my father leaving drama in the wind
But he nothing like my mama cause she putting up with him, yo
32 years when they had two kids
And they twins, one light and one dark skin
I'm a sinner but my brother's pretty smart
College in the fall and then the other's just tall
Couldn't say how many times they ask me if I'm playing ball
Not at all. Marijuana often kept me from the sports
On the porch, speaking to the Lord
Heal my soul because I'm living sort of off
The girl that's riding with me leave a spot that's kind of soft
Came with motivation
Funny cause I ain't shit
Could've bought a whip with all the money on the eighths spent
So now I'm sober out in California
In the past cutting grass every Sunday in the morning
Never had a house that had a f*cking lawn on it
Buy my mama that but first I wanna see her rolling
I'ma do it off the raps that's coming slicker than petroleum
Ay, yo, so we going in
Ay, yo, so we going in
Happiness is only noticed where you find the shit
Want the life to be with all smiles like I'm Gucci, man
F*ck the Federals for taking all our revenue
Niggas tired, had to get it on the avenue
After school, act a fool just a little bit
But still I'm handling my business like how real is this
Shit, how real is this
Yeah
Kids, grown-ups, everybody
And nobody knows
He'll never get down the chimney
And no one will get any presents
Hey! Wait a minute
Yeah. Yeah
Mary Jane make me forget
Bet that I'll remember when the problems come again
Product of my father leaving drama in the wind
But he nothing like my mama cause she putting up with him, yo
32 years when they had two kids
And they twins, one light and one dark skin
I'm a sinner but my brother's pretty smart
College in the fall and then the other's just tall
Couldn't say how many times they ask me if I'm playing ball
Not at all. Marijuana often kept me from the sports
On the porch, speaking to the Lord
Heal my soul because I'm living sort of off
The girl that's riding with me leave a spot that's kind of soft
Came with motivation
Funny cause I ain't shit
Could've bought a whip with all the money on the eighths spent
So now I'm sober out in California
In the past cutting grass every Sunday in the morning
Never had a house that had a f*cking lawn on it
Buy my mama that but first I wanna see her rolling
I'ma do it off the raps that's coming slicker than petroleum
Ay, yo, so we going in
Ay, yo, so we going in
Happiness is only noticed where you find the shit
Want the life to be with all smiles like I'm Gucci, man
F*ck the Federals for taking all our revenue
Niggas tired, had to get it on the avenue
After school, act a fool just a little bit
But still I'm handling my business like how real is this
Shit, how real is this
Yeah
Writer: Nathaniel Hunt
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