Im still burnin smoking my emotions
Stubborn mother f*cker but I know I'm wrong
Hittin on a Glass pipe
Never really act right
Emotions up and down like a half pipe
Product of a mad mind
Addicted bitch tryna suck me for the next high
But her pussy ain't as good as that paper
I need that green honey
Don't play wit my money
Snatch 220 for an ounce
I be that man that get you mad high
DIA late them eyes
Smok a couple grams
Sniff up on some lines
Then I fade
What you mean
Where you goin
I don't say a thing
Dip up on a a bitch
Just to roll some green
Get faded all night
Wake up in a dream
In my mind where I scheme
Never fantasize about
Material things
But I love that whipped cream soda
Icing up heart
Numbing all my scares
Gold chain swangin
Running from my past
But I never restart
Never go back
F*ck a relapse
Rather count cash
With my baby
Sipping Fiji
With the air getting hazy
Smokin on white daisy
Never wasting time