Back to working
Never let birds up in the front they back there chirpin
I cant hang with anybody that be lackin purpose
I wont ever be surprised by a pack of searpants
Man this f*ckin 9-5 it dont scratch the surface
Worried bout my mama cuz I know she gettin lonely
I been on the move sorry you cant get to know me
If I ever help you promise you dont ever owe me
Why they wanna dim my light
I'll defend my rights
Gonna win my fi igh ight (Fight)
Right when you look in my eyes
You can see my life
Hasn't been so bri igh ight (Bright)
Marijuana got me high
Bout to lose my mind
You just left my si igh ide (Side)
I wont ever hit your line
I got too much pride
But I'll be just fi igh ine (Fine)
Shout out to everybody that believin in me
All the ones who genuinely see it in me
You're the thing that gives me all the meaning in it
F*ckin witchu if you wanna see me winnin
Couple people I could name are dead to me
Those the ones that really wanna envy me
Loyalty goes through my whole pedigree
You gone need an army just to get to me
Believe me homie
I'm tryna really focus
Give me the weed I need to be breathin
To just free my mind
Aigh yigh yigh yigh I just wanna I just wanna try to Free my Mind
Aigh yigh yigh yigh I just wanna I just wanna try to Free my Mind
Aigh yigh yigh yigh I just wanna I just wanna try to Free my Mind
Why they wanna dim my light
I'll defend my rights
Gonna win my fi igh ight (Fight)
Right when you look in my eyes
You can see my life
Hasn't been so bri igh ight (Bright)
Marijuana got me high
Bout to lose my mind
You just left my si igh ide (Side)
I wont ever hit your line
I got too much pride
But I'll be just fi igh ine (Fine)
Loyalty over everything
Promise that will never change
Cause the homies any pain
Roll up and we let it sing
Like a band and for a band
Man They'll do anything
Like a groupie for a band
Damn I understand them
Roll up with a ban-dan
You'd think I was Van Dam
Hit the dome like grand slam
On a rainy day
Drivin state to state
Baby mean like bam bam
We gone be the grand champs
I'll be king like Bran then
Prophecies of my newer days
When the crew is paid
We gone do okay
Bitches comin back like boomerangs
Nerdy shorty gave me stupid brains
If you're lookin for my enemies
You can find them in the sewage ways