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I work hard for everything, so why not
They say a grind pays baby, all I got is
And a Sweedish badder than my main bitch
Cigarillo rolled, you smell it when it lit
She cook well, but she give me sweet brain
Make a rapper turn singer like
Got her stayin up late; up, baked
And to think this the that I chose?
Arguing with attendants whove shorted my clothes
And every girl I f**k, feel her boyfriend might know
Smokin on the sweetest of smells, my weed come in
f**k wit bitches who fiend for in need for Chanel
n**ga, Im off life so my eyes low
Cant to see whats in the future but I drive slow
And for the picture
Hated, now they say I cant like mister
All of smokin
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
Live like, the weekend
Dont know Im goin
Im gone, On to
Show you
Yeah Ive livin, Smokin
Dreamin Livin
I go to sleep with a of a Porche on my wall
n**ga Im tryna come up on
Pop the trunk n front of my car, in front of broad
She her decision to f**k wit ya
I think it of the
of kickin it courtside, ringside, front row of anything
Livin my life 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
n**gas was WWF wrestlers, court judges and dressers
I got cross-trainers, Nike, SB
n**gas cant fill my Ima nicer MC
I had a dream I caked up
to roll a joint, and count a million when I wake up
YESSSS!!! n**ga!
All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of this dreamin, Im to
life like, the weekend
Dont where Im goin
some , want to , see me, succeeding,
but ive livin, Smokin
Smokin Dreamin
All of smokin
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
Live life like, the
Dont where Im goin
Some Dont To ,
See Me
But ive livin, Smokin
Dreamin Livin