Mercy Great - Let My Music Play lyrics

Chorus 1x And I just want to smoke my weed I just want to smoke my weed Why they let my music play Stuntin in the drop top V, with my n***as and some top notch fees Why they let my music play Remember I ain't have no cheese, just yesterday it all was a dream Why they let my music play And I just want to smoke my weed, get blunted why I count my cheese Why they let my music play Verse 1 I'm with Ken and we smoking I got endz for flowing like the ocean Smooth operator ain't a stain on my gators Balling in L.A like I played for the Lakers Forty grand in my pocket in the land I'm the gossip Went from selling grams just to profit, now I'm in the sand somewhere tropic n***a...Mercy blowing up like a inner-tube As a shorty growing up b**h I been that dude Imma ask the b**h once what she finna do She gone hop up in the truck with intention to Getting drunk come and bust with a friend or two Chiefin loud is a must like a ritual And I prefer the purple, Merc a workaholic and they working like a turtle Ya movement ain't moving cause it's lames in your circle Them Lauras playing games in the end they want a Urkel I'm just twisted of this merlot Chorus 1x And I just want to smoke my weed I just want to smoke my weed Why they let my music play Stuntin in the drop top V, with my n***as and some top notch fees Why they let my music play Remember I ain't have no cheese, just yesterday it all was a dream Why they let my music play And I just want to smoke my weed, get blunted why I count my cheese Why they let my music play Verse 2 Mama said reach for the stars Don't you know boy the sky is the limit Find Mercy eating on a star Right by Mars with a couple of women I'm so far gone but cholli I go so hard My dick hard hoe, get on your knees and go hard A retard, No! She gimmie that brain I'm recharged We keep jars of dope, that keisha we call it seashore Great white sharks in the sea, you just a seahorse A king ya some peons, be gone for you left peed on All I need is my music, family, something to chief on Bad hoe to freak on, with a pretty face to skeet on G'z on my back like my real n***a Dion Lion like Leon, kind of like King Kong Lawrence Fisherman Mercy gotta get his eat on Past me the keish so I can really get my chief on Chorus 1x And I just want to smoke my weed I just want to smoke my weed Why they let my music play Stuntin in the drop top V, with my n***as and some top notch fees Why they let my music play Remember I ain't have no cheese, just yesterday it all was a dream Why they let my music play And I just want to smoke my weed, get blunted why I count my cheese Why they let my music play