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Gettin' paid's just a regular thing to us Cause if it ain't gettin' money, it's strange to us And if you don't wanna smoke, you ain't gotta pay Rolling up by myself trying to find a way Floating away, floating away Floating away, floating away I, swear I got so high, last night I don't remember going to sleep But I do know that these Louis's go in my feet And the critics they found how these lyrics do go over beats Twenty-k shopping when dude go overseas Smoking weed in the most expensive suite Even though we ain't supposed to be living anywhere close to these people How they gon' hate on me, I got more bread than most of these people Don't wish that on my enemies, I pour a toast for 'em And keep positive energy and have a smoke for 'em Bombay and high-grade liquor for my niggas Never seen a ghost in person, now she riding in one Never seen a ghost in person, cost me five figures That's like fifty g's a person if you ridin' with us To the sky's limits Roll some weed, and get high with winners My niggas eating when it's time for dinner Gettin' paid's just a regular thing to us Cause if it ain't gettin' money, it's strange to us And if you don't wanna smoke, you ain't gotta pay Rolling up by myself trying to find a way Floating away, floating away Floating away, floating away From Letras Mania