[Chorus:]
I'm a smoke all day'
Fuck all night'
I think I'm coming'
This is the life'
I'm counting money'
Do what I like'
Life is a gamble'
Just shoot the dice'
Green money keeps chrome wheels turning
White and Black girls popping and
Purple weed burning
What I do with my time
Don't concern em' middle finger cops big money earning'
everybody's talking but my conatour the reason
i aint gotta walk i gotta ride; hustle like my time is short
surrond my fort,hippo chopper karrat,
damn if i get caught get common sense to tell you i aint playin know what heart i fought?
Fuck these bitches they be there when i get back,
back to the lab,
mad, roll the chronic bag smokin n scratchin the pad
Calico rap when i'm mad had to go back to the rags,
then he know i got to have,
caddy doors over my swag,
fatties all over ur bad,
you ain't half bitch,
diamonds shining everywhere,
earings,fingers,neck,wrist,
white boat, jet 6, 7 when my album drop,
these haters got a death wish and i can smell em round them block!
[Repeat Chorus:]
South side is where I got my style at
right where they foul at
Where future's fucked up,
And crying ladies want their child back
Born in the combat
I get it spent more behind that
This hoe,we mind crack,contagious avoid contact
I've been rhyme jack
Lift away until I lost my mind at
Between a gat and a hard place now erase all that
You haters fall back,cash money's my favorite door mat,
I'm like colliding with a ball bat, the four four claps
Pina coladas where my drawers on and jewel born love, Three friends big tub bet they all goin' run
They don't wanna scrub
And I don't want no bird
Baby text me until you catch me
Let me breathe til' I catch that that erb'
[Repeat Chorus:]
I'm a smoke all day'
Fuck all night'
I think I'm coming'
This is the life'
I'm counting money'
Do what I like'
Life is a gamble'
Just shoot the dice'
Green money keeps chrome wheels turning
White and Black girls popping and
Purple weed burning
What I do with my time
Don't concern em' middle finger cops big money earning'
everybody's talking but my conatour the reason
i aint gotta walk i gotta ride; hustle like my time is short
surrond my fort,hippo chopper karrat,
damn if i get caught get common sense to tell you i aint playin know what heart i fought?
Fuck these bitches they be there when i get back,
back to the lab,
mad, roll the chronic bag smokin n scratchin the pad
Calico rap when i'm mad had to go back to the rags,
then he know i got to have,
caddy doors over my swag,
fatties all over ur bad,
you ain't half bitch,
diamonds shining everywhere,
earings,fingers,neck,wrist,
white boat, jet 6, 7 when my album drop,
these haters got a death wish and i can smell em round them block!
[Repeat Chorus:]
South side is where I got my style at
right where they foul at
Where future's fucked up,
And crying ladies want their child back
Born in the combat
I get it spent more behind that
This hoe,we mind crack,contagious avoid contact
I've been rhyme jack
Lift away until I lost my mind at
Between a gat and a hard place now erase all that
You haters fall back,cash money's my favorite door mat,
I'm like colliding with a ball bat, the four four claps
Pina coladas where my drawers on and jewel born love, Three friends big tub bet they all goin' run
They don't wanna scrub
And I don't want no bird
Baby text me until you catch me
Let me breathe til' I catch that that erb'
[Repeat Chorus:]