I been
I been
I been going through changes
Life rearranging
Shit gets tough but it ain't even phasing me
Bitch I still feel amazing
Homies took me raving
Made me see my frequency and so I had to raise it
Now I'm tryna live with no hesistation
Rolling with the bros and you know that we blazing
Car getting hazy
And sometimes life gets a little too crazy
Mind still racing
So I just switch the lane you can't catch me
Fly past your crew blowing dope on a 10 speed
And you know I like the ice like Wayne Gretzky
All that I be really tryna do is be the best me
And I stay with the sauce
I be living happily smoking inside the box
303 chilling like a villain whatchu thought
This a bop
Heading for the top
I won't ever stop
Smoking pot
Living in the box
Motherf*ck the cops
All good got it on lock
You don't gotta talk
I don't even wanna shop different ways I'm tryna boss
I don't wanna trip I'm just tryna get lost
Got the purp in the gas pack, pack it in the glass, fat bowl and we blowing in the hatchback
Bitch I got my swag back black hat on fat blunt in my hand let me smack that
And swerve into sundown, young box boy I ain't never put the blunt down
Tell em put the guns down, you don't gotta hate cause we all about the love now
I won't ever come down, gon set fire to the roof are you up now
Are you up now
I said shawty are you up now
Uninspired for a minute but I'm back, in fact
Was making house music back to back I'm back to rap
And still chasing after the platinum plaques, the only difference is I'm laying down four on the track
You're boring, You're wack
I know, it's an unfortunate fact
I'm taking the ball and I'm scoring and I'm throwing it back
These glorious raps, created out of boredom in class
And now I'm doing my own shit and running off with the cash
Doing shit you could never know
Trust me, got it sealed like an envelope
Smoking on top of the edibles
Got me in another realm moving hella slow
Uoeno
Still living chilling 303 with the snow
Never on the same shit, always on the go and I'm back with the passion making music like I never have before
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I been
I been
I been going through changes
Life rearranging
Shit gets tough but it ain't even phasing me
Bitch I still feel amazing
Homies took me raving
Made me see my frequency and so I had to raise it
Now I'm tryna live with no hesistation
Rolling with the bros and you know that we blazing
Car getting hazy
And sometimes life gets a little too crazy
Mind still racing
So I just switch the lane you can't catch me
Fly past your crew blowing dope on a 10 speed
And you know I like the ice like Wayne Gretzky
All that I be really tryna do is be the best me
And I stay with the sauce
I be living happily smoking inside the box
303 chilling like a villain whatchu thought
This a bop
Heading for the top
I won't ever stop
Smoking pot
Living in the box
Motherf*ck the cops
All good got it on lock
You don't gotta talk
I don't even wanna shop different ways I'm tryna boss
I don't wanna trip I'm just tryna get lost
Got the purp in the gas pack, pack it in the glass, fat bowl and we blowing in the hatchback
Bitch I got my swag back black hat on fat blunt in my hand let me smack that
And swerve into sundown, young box boy I ain't never put the blunt down
Tell em put the guns down, you don't gotta hate cause we all about the love now
I won't ever come down, gon set fire to the roof are you up now
Are you up now
I said shawty are you up now
Uninspired for a minute but I'm back, in fact
Was making house music back to back I'm back to rap
And still chasing after the platinum plaques, the only difference is I'm laying down four on the track
You're boring, You're wack
I know, it's an unfortunate fact
I'm taking the ball and I'm scoring and I'm throwing it back
These glorious raps, created out of boredom in class
And now I'm doing my own shit and running off with the cash
Doing shit you could never know
Trust me, got it sealed like an envelope
Smoking on top of the edibles
Got me in another realm moving hella slow
Uoeno
Still living chilling 303 with the snow
Never on the same shit, always on the go and I'm back with the passion making music like I never have before
I been
I been going through changes
Life rearranging
Shit gets tough but it ain't even phasing me
Bitch I still feel amazing
Homies took me raving
Made me see my frequency and so I had to raise it
Now I'm tryna live with no hesistation
Rolling with the bros and you know that we blazing
Car getting hazy
And sometimes life gets a little too crazy
Mind still racing
So I just switch the lane you can't catch me
Fly past your crew blowing dope on a 10 speed
And you know I like the ice like Wayne Gretzky
All that I be really tryna do is be the best me
And I stay with the sauce
I be living happily smoking inside the box
303 chilling like a villain whatchu thought
This a bop
Heading for the top
I won't ever stop
Smoking pot
Living in the box
Motherf*ck the cops
All good got it on lock
You don't gotta talk
I don't even wanna shop different ways I'm tryna boss
I don't wanna trip I'm just tryna get lost
Got the purp in the gas pack, pack it in the glass, fat bowl and we blowing in the hatchback
Bitch I got my swag back black hat on fat blunt in my hand let me smack that
And swerve into sundown, young box boy I ain't never put the blunt down
Tell em put the guns down, you don't gotta hate cause we all about the love now
I won't ever come down, gon set fire to the roof are you up now
Are you up now
I said shawty are you up now
Uninspired for a minute but I'm back, in fact
Was making house music back to back I'm back to rap
And still chasing after the platinum plaques, the only difference is I'm laying down four on the track
You're boring, You're wack
I know, it's an unfortunate fact
I'm taking the ball and I'm scoring and I'm throwing it back
These glorious raps, created out of boredom in class
And now I'm doing my own shit and running off with the cash
Doing shit you could never know
Trust me, got it sealed like an envelope
Smoking on top of the edibles
Got me in another realm moving hella slow
Uoeno
Still living chilling 303 with the snow
Never on the same shit, always on the go and I'm back with the passion making music like I never have before
Writer: Ronan Suda-Nelson
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