作词 : Kumail Raza I’m saying let’s go We riding let’s go I like my green creamy hummus With the pesto We stayed in Fresno We dippin less go We hit Los Angeles And smoking til my throat broke Yo I want the finer things Yuh... diamond rings Designer sofas With my queen Close to heavens reach 93 I was chosen back In the 93 I’m past 23 Calculate from league to league I been smoking weed To keep it eased Thru like every week pray to god Cuz I believe He always did look out for me my blood is clean religious with the royalty I hit the city All these women tryna spoil me Broke minded Rich kid Shit that don’t even sound right My homie had to push some bricks And now living all right I never know what goin on So iono what chu talkin bout take my jansport overseas exploring some new entities Overthinking I be sleeping at Like 4 or 5 if I hadn’t got a DUI I would still drink and drive heavens only entrance is on biscayne thru the 305 while she talking I get nauseous I think I’m starting to see the signs marijuana clouds Now I’m feeling Like a pilot Workin all the time makin moods Is my night shift Raza what chu on I don’t like it when The light hits If my girl See my camera roll She gonna start some fighting As salam a laikum To my brothers and my sisters Paint yo pretty pictures Know I’m always riding witcha Read my middle finger Saying mother **** The system all you had to do What’s just hear us And listen Lately I’ve been laid out Enjoyin my new pay out thank Allah everyday He showed me all the ways out Sip my golden chalice Now I’m feelin I was saved now Thank allah everyday Yo he showed me all the ways out编辑于2024/01/15更新