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This boy Wiz Khalifa man
And I'm a my shit, yeah, bitch
I hope ya'll niggas is to hearing my voice by now,
And if not, get to it

I up from a California dream again,
Next to someone's daughter who I'll probably never meet
You call her a groupie
Ask me I say she a fan
Spending all her hours thinking bout what she gonna do and
I be on 747 flying frequent shit
You get all the press and try to check for I'm due to land
And get in the daytime, way about the PM
Tryin' to living out this dream so I be sleeping in
And ask me if I'm lonely
I long as my money good cause she my one and only
Critics got they face up in my business nosy
But I'm just out putting on for anyone who knows me
No, I ain't in my position comfy
bigger and ifa chief and bring alisa oz
I stay with me some backup, in you run up on me
He gonna play the pastor, make a nigga

They me the 501 Don
Mr. he got a pear of 501's on
My marijuana and these hoes ain't shit but probably calls
Dog I met her at the club, we was up wildin
Made it to my crib we was both drunk,
Now you on some shit, claiming you're my main bitch
Do us both a fav, don't text, don't me, darling
I was made to ball like Spaulding rolling
They say I'm the and they call Wiz, atomic
Hotter than New Orleans, or a foreman grill,
And eyes caught like Jalil
I'll is what I go so I sudafed,
Big dog all ya'll poodle fed
Money in the wall all the vent
got time to blow