(echoes) Ay peedo, rest in peace c, what it do?! Ay (echoes) Its Buck (echoes) Tennessee to Texas, you know we been doin shit out here Bun B I see ya Big Homie! This is nigga shit right now Im connecting the dots, Gettin new kinda money you this?? Shit is happening out Yeauh! Ay what it do, young buck! 1 couldnt em in the streets, but we got em in the pen, tha homies put the in the skin, the night came in, bitch wanna shoot me, say im sorry apologizin, daddy wadnt fatherin But i even trippin, no ey dey hittin foe? look ya in ya eyes, say its when ya really know that Ima act a with tha choppa i move with the (what) crazy white boys go to school with tha 75 years, Max B, rest my i hope the judge die, niggas gang his momma Im in the airport that tha line coo, Listenin to these crackers bout swine flu (Chorus) Marys Callin Me, I think she knows me (knows my name) am i you? or do you feel my pain? (feel my pain) why we smoke our life away (hey!) smoke our away! why we smoke our life away (hey!), smoke our away! and why we smoke our life our life away! (ayy) thats why we smoke our life (hey), our life away! 2 Lil out the fed, say he bout ta do his best, he had a job they did a check, and his heart ten people in the house, eight bedrooms, but this is how it is coat hanga on the floor bottom, fridgerator gotcha name on the coke (yeah) so who da im posed to follow? the nigga gettin money, other ones just keesha wanna hit tha club cuz her amped, but she broke, so she gotta go and sell her stamps her lil sista the babysitter, she got a lil nigga make a baby wit her nobody know where momma at (yeah) daddy left last year (what) and comin back the one his son and he watchin it all, sayin on yall, one day we gon ball (uhh) (chorus) Yea you cuz they, they be wantin ta know why the fuck we, you know, smoke this weed nigga we got problems here nigga, the ghetto, nigga mothafuckas dont know the mothafuckin streets, then dont talk the mothafuckin streets nigga cuz we out here gettin it how we nigga, yeah! understand me dont underestimate me, me nigga Yeah! Scarface Big Homie?! Oh Yeah, Big shit down nigga Hey! This we gon do niggas We gon roll up, we gon one for the niggas locked up we gon smoke one for the dead and gone we gon on gettin money nigga buck, cashville records, the outlawz nigga aint went nowhere nigga (chorus)