VERSE 01:
I'm just high, why people hatin on me?
All my songs are just a snippet of me
I don't even have any time I need to spend
To write a song for you and all your friends
Baby I'll be on my grind; ready, set, let's go
Cause this world's tends to go by, go by, real slow
I can see all the bullsh*t hidden with the problems, and I'm about to leave
A little bit of me and a little bit of that
I proceed to give you what you see
Just waking up and tryna bone
Rub my eyes and check my phone
Turn my TV on to watch the Clippers
But there losing and it's the fourth quarter
Damn, but it's okay, we'll have players that'll score (but hey)
Aye gotta love with watcha got
Aye gotta love with watcha got
HOOK:
Supposed to be in class but I ain't going
And let's sit on the couch
Call my girl on the celly, you can stop by my house
You can stay a while, can you stay a while
Cause girl I'm feelin lazy and I'm tryna hang around
VERSE 02:
These thoughts ain't tryna get out my head
I can smell the perfume and smoke in my room
And I got my eyes open can't be sure though
Smokin mad weed, no worryin tommorow
Get my herb rolled, let's relax
Take your shoes off and hear me rap
We against the world, me vs everybody
But I don't give a f*ck if my families a mess
Cause I'ma gonna handle that later, I'ma gonna handle that later
Right now let's smoke some paper and drink for all them haters
Aye ice cream with some sprinkles, mountain dew with some pringles
I'm rockin joggers and no shirt, I smoke weed, eat gogurt
Haha, enjoy the best things in your life
Cause life doesn't let your live it twice
They say people take drugs to sleep, but they give me what I need
HOOK: