(Hook) 1x
Thats my weed song I sing, with my weed do my thing
In my lane Im a king, golden rings all them blings
My car go so hard and your girl all so far
So you stay in your lane or get murked in the brain
(1st Verse)
Get murked in your brain; the pockets full of change
100's no 50's b**h, well I make it rain
When I am out in the streets, when I am out in the rain
You can see where I came from, but my hustle still the same
Stand up for my lane, my homies join the game
They get signed now or later
Never rest, I am talking paper
Hate to live a public life
They say me, they start to judge
"afMiska jumped the stage
He start to blow the bud!"
Might respect the Westend Squad
Ohh we stayin strapped
Papparazzi flashin; I might get a heartattack
I could f** em up like West or get handeled by my staff
You can not get it? Spit bars but only like the best
Still not real enough and you question my old self
Keep pushing this energy and you might just f**in sell
The crazier an artist is the more he f**in earn
If you not ready, just listen and simply burn
(Hook) 2x
(2nd Verse)
2 burgers 1 coke, I was steady blown
Took my shiny shoe: It was time to hit the school
Teachers: the preachers, math and the science
Ain't nobody tell me sh**, I don't need allowance
Popped up in cla**: now I am makin a living
While learing for a test, I had a hard time pa**ing
I am ready to work now, the past is so blurr now
Ready for the story? Are you ready to drill now?
My music is different: wheather you like it or don't
I am makin a livin just from hittin this bong
I follow the guidlines, I swim in the river
Hip-Hop pa**ing me the torch I hope i get bigger
But now I just giggle, cuz smilin is priceless
Whenever you workin with a brand new stylist
Designed it by me: What? Catch a brake b**h
I show you 100 racks and you runaway quick
(Hook) 2x
(Outro)
And I am bangin (3x)
Frontsreets, you know:
Where we hangin (3x)
Big shoutout to Down Town Production
That's a hit (3x)
AfMiska