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I work hard for everything, so why not
They say a grind baby, all I got is proof
And a Sweedish badder than my main bitch
Cigarillo rolled, you it when it aint lit
She dont cook well, but she me sweet brain
Make a rapper turn singer like
Got her stayin up late; up, baked
And to think this the life I chose?
with attendants whove shorted my flight clothes
And every girl I f**k, feel like her might know
Smokin on the sweetest of smells, my weed come in
f**k wit bitches who fiend for Gucci in for Chanel
n**ga, Im high off life so my low
Cant wait to see whats in the future but I slow
And wait for the
Hated, now they say I cant miss like
All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
life like, the weekend
Dont know Im goin
Im gone, On to
Show you
Yeah Ive livin, Smokin
Smokin Dreamin
I go to sleep with a picture of a on my wall
n**ga Im tryna up on yall
Pop the n front of my car, in front of your broad
She reconsidering her decision to wit ya
I think it of the
Possibility of kickin it courtside, ringside, row of anything
Livin my simultaneously in this dream
s**t goin so good I
Airplanes stack change wit the gang,
Wings spread over cities, leave shadows
I care less industry mingling
was WWF wrestlers, court judges and cross dressers
I got cross-trainers, Nike, SB
n**gas fill my shoes Ima nicer MC
I had a that I caked up
Tried to roll a joint, and count a million when I up
YESSSS!!! n**ga!
All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of this dreamin, Im to
life like, the weekend
Dont know where Im
dont , want to , see me, succeeding,
but ive livin, Smokin
Dreamin Livin
All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of this dreamin, Im to
Live like, the weekend
know where Im goin
Some Want To ,
See Me
But ive been livin,
Smokin Livin