Young Roddy - Certified lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Roddy] Had mary jane all on my brain while sittin' up in this interview Weed smoke all in my lungs I'm bound to fail this physical Beefin' with that n***a f** I might f** his girl intentional Crap game that second period I'm tryna duck that principal Was flat broke but I won 300 bucks f** I guess this will do I spent it all on a pitbull and some Michael Jordan tennis shoes Thought I came up but I came short boy real talk that's critical But real n***as don't fold I hold my head high, I'm a general And I feel Wayne with no worries but I wonder will I see thirty Cause them jack boys stay rollin' man them n***as outchea lurkin' And I'm still riding like f** em and that make my mom mad nervous No leaks around my faucet man them groupie b**hes so thirsty b**h I'm shinin' cause I'm working gettin' that paper cause I deserve it Tryna smoke away my pain I hope this L never stop burnin' It's just me myself plus mary tryna make it out of this journey I try to share my vision but they vision way too blurry And them same n***as they riding with'll be the same n***as that burn em Them same n***as they plottin' with be the same n***as that murk em My cousin got him a 9 to 5 but his money slow as a turtle Now he hollerin' bout how he quitting straight back to the block to go get it And I can't even much blame him he like "hurry up and get famous" Cause yo sh** colder than they sh** he say they ain't even much hating So till they get you your tour bus he be posted up and he slangin' Put your living up in that murder cap be no gang banging they banging It's Jet Life to my next life with the Andretti and Mingo Smoke that Sour D for my nerves, fool, and that O-G for my anger Cloud nine what I'm sitting on full sky cap my angle But when I'm done ho please don't fall in love [Hook x4] No pills just weed k**ing p**y all night Damn right show you right damn right show you right