[Verse 1: 2.1]

You ain't seen the man til you seen the man

Stack a 100 grand that's the fucking plan

Ironing my money tryna get it straight

Still chasing dreams we in the last leg of this race

Man so tried of taking 2nd place

Especially when I look at the top and see an open space

Bout take, the throne

Been plotting and skeemin while I'm gettin blown

Lonely stoner, don't know where I'm headed

My momma swear she don't know where I fucking get it

I'm still sippin even tho I'm leaning hard

Mixing shrooms with the zanny bars

And I don't ever wanna over doze

But these drugs always seems to find me and hold me close

Feelin lost In a daze

Working hard even on my off days

Never off cuz I'm always on

Gone but I'm always home

My brain on a vackay

Still smoking on the gateway

Swear I'm tryna put it down

But the kush and purple always seem to

Make the perfect sound

Swear I might not tryna put it down

Cop a pound