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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 broad badder than my main
Cigarillo rolled, you smell it when it lit
She dont well, but she give me sweet brain
Make a rapper singer like T-Pain
Got her up late; wakin up, baked
And to think the life that I chose?
Arguing attendants whove shorted my flight clothes
And every girl I f**k, like her boyfriend might know
Smokin on the sweetest of smells, my weed in barrels
wit bitches who fiend for Gucci 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 miss mister
All of smokin
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
Live life like, the
Dont where Im goin
Im gone, On to
Show you
Yeah Ive livin, Smokin
Dreamin Livin
I go to with a picture of a Porche on my wall
n**ga Im come up on yall
Pop the trunk n front of my car, in front of your
She her decision to f**k wit ya
I think it of the
Possibility of it courtside, ringside, front row of anything
Livin my life in this dream
s**t so good I swear
Airplanes change wit the gang, Taylor
Wings spread over cities, shadows everywhere
I less about industry mingling
n**gas was WWF wrestlers, court judges and cross
I got cross-trainers, Nike, SB
n**gas cant fill my shoes Ima 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
Live life like, the
know where Im goin
some , want to , see me, succeeding,
but ive been livin,
Dreamin Livin
All of this
Oh you, got me
And all of dreamin, Im supposed to
life like, the weekend
Dont know Im goin
Dont Want To ,
See Me
But ive been livin,
Smokin Dreamin