[Verse 1]

Yo, yo, somebody roll one up

Lookin' to get lifted, man, you got the purple stuff?

Journey through my mind where time doesn't matter

If I ain't in Wonderland, I'm madder than the Mad Hatter

Climbin' up the ladder so life keep me at a decent height

But I'm feelin' stressed out, good thing that I got a light

Yeah, good thing that I got a life

Where I'm workin' for my passion, doin' it right

Yeah, 'cause most can't say the same

Workin' in their nine-to-fives 'cause they gave up on the game

They weren't one of the lames, but they gave in from the hate

Found my own lane next to the left side of the interstate

Used to sound on the ground, found a way to integrate

Now when lil' rappers hear the flow I'm who they imitate

And it's such a crazy feeling

I love the way the smoke move when the crew's chillin'

Lookin' to get high enough to see past the ceilin'

'Cause chillin' with stars, to me, is just too appealin'

These lil' bitches said change, don't know what they deal is

Told 'em never have one, who the hell are they kiddin'?

I'm gettin' plays now, that's just what progression is

Come and take a puff of this if you really stressin' shit

So feel this, been thinkin' 'bout what real is

Nah, I don't give a damn; I'ma shut up and hit this

[Chorus]

Baby went to Amsterdam

She put a little money into travelling

Now it's so slow, so slow (So slow)

Baby went to Amsterdam

She put a little money into travelling

Now it's so slow, so slow (So slow)

[Verse 2]

Hands stuck to that O.E., kush rolled all OG

Steady sippin' while some fans just trippin' on the old me

Still I'm just the same kid, dreams are tryna make it big

But never get it twisted, somethin' like holdin' two splits

Double-jointed, but since I got 'em, I'll enjoy it

Lookin' to be my own boss, no need for employment

Some dogs is chained to cubicles, what I'd call an employed bitch

I gotta do my own thing, what I'm callin' employed, rich

Yeah, 'cause that's the only goal

Pack a blunt and a lighter 'cause I heard the world's cold

Now I'm sittin' in the studio with a couple roll

'Cause they say life's what happens when you're busy makin' other plans

I plan on makin' music all my life, so I don't understand

Maybe I'm a lil' dumb, but I think I can prove 'em wrong

Or maybe that's exactly what's happening, like all along

And I didn't even see it

The "I wanted her," believin' all that "Yo, she needed me" shit

Put it on the mic to fight to try to make her see it

Gainin' all these haters, givin' 'em reasons to eat shit

Evolvin' from a heartbroken idiot to becomin' this

Yeah, maybe that was it

Or I'm trippin', yeah, I'm trippin'

Too much thinkin' from this weed shit

Got me steady flippin', light went up 'cause I don't need this

'Cause you know what they say when the bomb rips, clear that shit

[Chorus]

Baby went to Amsterdam

She put a little money into travelling

Now it's so slow, so slow (So slow)

Baby went to Amsterdam

She put a little money into travelling

Now it's so slow, so slow (So slow)