Three Wishes Video (MV)

Side room I got bitches
Marijuana misfits tripping
Marijuana Loud its blessing on the blessing on them blessings
I love my life too much to not smoke
I like to drink when i'm feeling low
But this nigga ain't lose no hope cause I got this shit
Three wishes

They say misfits how you do that
A song that sound like Christmas
The last line you not get it I do this because i'm gifted
I run the planet, fitness
And you a vegetable witness me while I get my celery
Tryna make sure the family eat
While me Loudy off the broccoli
Yeah we bring the heat
Not Miami true
Repping Cleveland since 93
Like my heart its on my sleeve
Known we were kings since our teens
Now everyone bout to see just what R.I.P mean

Ayyyye! I got these three wishes
Gonna go get three bitches
One for me and all my misfits
Working on the f*cking mission
Cause you know you gotta be the man
Got these kids watching
Talking three a's
Like Ari, Able, Abraham
Man i'm bout to go pro with this go pro
Saying oh no to the no no's
Cause we got make em say yes
Knowing my life is so blessed
Passing got test with no stress
Yeah haters got hate but we don't rest
Pay em no mind cut the excess
Cause its blocking up all the success like

I'm Barry Sanders don't touch me nigga
I'm in a rush so don't rush me nigga
Black diamonds like Akon always on the run
Loudy that nigga
Gotta classic chick like the supersonics
Got a husky bitch yeah I finally got it
We came in too loud but the paparazzi still tryna find us
So I go and I hide my stash
Then I go and I hide my ass
See a nigga in a battle stance
Nah nigga you don't wanna dance
Fred Astaire when i'm on the mic
That's my bro when he's on the f*cking beat
Feeling so 95-96 Bulls we don't take defeat
Yeah

Ever since my younger days I've known exactly spoused to be
So you'll never see me stressing cause that shits a guarantee
All those others throwing wishes
Well me and my team we got three
And we gonna stick around
So you should et used to me

I got to much lean in my cup getting lit
(Should have already known)
I got too much green so you know i'm on my grind shit
(Yeah the boy done grown)
Rolling up some j's I ain't lying baby
(And we always get high can't lie, nigga)
We gon roll up some green

Loudy, Chambo, James, the Younger
We three hundred!