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Nigga's so fucking stoned Can't smoke weed to it, I don't wanna listen to it Yeah Started this shit in '97 nigga, Pittsburgh Real niggas who like real rap Born in 1987 Damn I don't want no trouble I just wanna kick back with my Taylors on Smoke my weed, live life like a player Learn the game, man there's levels to this shit Angels and all kinds of devils Fighting and scratching to bring you down When you gone want you back around In my '62 'cause I love the sounds Remember copping navies now we rolling up from pounds Regular weed, now it's loud No bullshit I do this shit for my child All this weed rolled up now we got the lights low Champagne popping off, living good like we supposed to Tell your girlfriends they can leave, you ain't ready to go You can think what you want but now you know Hopping out the flight Tryna find what bad one I'ma scoop tonight Letras de cancionesI really live the dream so I'm getting in between Money over everything Whatever's best for my team We travel all over the world Not at all sober Know some bad bitches, call 'em My niggas actually balling And we all do it naturally Rich and famous and glad to be here It's all part of the plan For us to get ours and you get yours Bouncing up the street in a '64 Smoking weed thanking God that things ain't how they used to be You smell it, you ain't smoking it Lost a pack on the road, hope they ain't opened it We film movies like Universal Studios Six rolled, four smoked, two to go Y'all niggas know what the fuck it is, man All this weed rolled up now we got the lights low Champagne popping off, living good like we supposed to Tell your girlfriends they can leave, you ain't ready to go You can think what you want but now you know This shit ain't never gon' stop [?] on them boards Alchemist on the beat KK in a Raw cone Excuse me, I rolled this J Khalifa papers [?] in the booth From Letras Mania