I got my mind up,
I'm for money
Roll the weed now, let's get bluntin'
Why they al ways tryna tell
me somethin'?
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
Haters wanna test me,
police tryin' to arrest me
Never smokin', all so stress -free
But let me show you how we do it tonight
I wake up early in the mornin',
hit the weed after I brush my teeth
My phone goin' off, I'm like,
who fuckin' with me?
It's my pony flick Vic,
on the way to get some fetty
Give me five, ten minutes,
hit you back when I'm ready
At my weed bangalow,
I need to get me some more
I might just cop me a cent,
on the way to the store
On the phone with the plug,
had to put that shit down
Cause some dude tryna meme up, ah shit
It's my boy in a Beamer
pullin' up to the lot
He said, what up, boo?
What's goin' down tonight?
Boy, you know I got a show,
and you know there'll be hoes
Bring a 40 and some 40
and some weed to smoke
He said, all right bet,
I got back on the phone
Try to run me a check,
cause if it don't make dollars
It don't make sense, I'm home run,
hitting out the fence
I got my mind up on some money
Roll the weed now, let's get blinded
Why they al ways trying to
tell me something?
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
Haters wanna test me
Whole lives trying to arrest me
Never smoking, I'm so stressed with
But let me show you how
we do it tonight
Now I think it's that time
we pull up on the scene
Sometimes them suckas that behave,
they can't be like me
So keep watchin',
like them cops down the street
Watch out cause nowadays
they be shootin' what they eat
So I keep my cool,
but you know I gotta eat
On the ground for some cheese
Half a million in my pocket,
what I really wanna see
I see suckas like you everyday,
I can never be
Riding with my day one,
smoking on the flaming tree
Going hard everyday so
they remember me
But it's back to this 40 I was sippin'
Chronic rollin', I've been getting paid
It's been a good day in California
Better tuck your chain
before they run up on ya
Tough guy, think he tough,
he don't really want it
If you ain't passin' me that good,
I don't really want it
I got my mind up on some money
Roll the weed now, let's get blinded
Why they al ways tryna tell
me somethin'?
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
Haters wanna test me
Whole lives tryin' to arrest me
Never smokin' on some stress weed
But let me show you how
we do it tonight
I got my mind up on some money
Why they always tryna tamper
with my shit?