Nigga me smoke weed everyday like me high all the time Shut the up man Taylor's! Ugh 1:] One shot, one kill, what the this from my OG, shit is real Made niggas, niggas, all around One phone call, brr, it's down full of psychos, goon in some tight clothes Need my paper straight, no Right flows, but really I don't I'm in the studio all Make sure the shit you your dream is what I really call my life From my city, Nights, you niggas silly - this the 'burg Not Philly, shout them niggas though wheelie on them bikes These fans, they just sit in Talk about plans ain't been in Even rock they don't fit in Ain't got to go to France, 100 bands understand, damn! I can't stand niggas I can't stand fake I can't stand niggas 2:] Walk it how I it, if I roll it, I'mma spark it If she bad, I her park it - I'mma hit it like a target Oh shit! He up your phone again Must (?) let him know, you ain't home again that man alone, could be doing better Do it on your own, be on a jet, flying 'round the globe we gonna smoke a whole zone Burning kush till her eyes Cellphone by the remote When girlfriends call, they just get the dial tone Paper long Try to the line between personal and business But niggas in their feelings like bitches through the trenches, always on a mission Rules to the game, a competition Khalifa Kush keep me high, the world speak and jail - two things I don't wanna be You talk tough, but your is nervous 'em up, get that quick detergent Then we done 'em gotta be somebody to blame It's a shame, shame, I can't stand fake I stand fake niggas I stand fake niggas What? I stand fake niggas I can't stand niggas Fake ass, niggas, Dawg, damn, 28 Grams, 28, and a bag in my God, Damn! Ho Pull up, pull up, up Man when my hair get you niggas in trouble Just you now