[Verse 1]

It's about time if you ask me

You may feel different, but I didn't ask you

Of the things around me, cash rules

I forgot about pussy that too

Back to the drawing board but the more and more

I sketch, I forget to stretch the story board

How can you sell your soul for the lime light

Don't you know grind equals shine, get your mind right

Just woke up, breakfast rolled up

I eat my vegtibles, I'm such a grown up

Rock paper scissor

I got haze and swishers

People be like I dont understand you, I'm like

If you dont like what your looking at change the channel

I'm into skinny bitches with fat lips

That went skinny dipping in past tense with me, ya dig?

[Verse 2]

I got some chucks for every day of the week

Got some hash in my bowl but blazing some weed in a J

Got this bottle tax free

So I'm a sip this bumping Max B

Need some raw papers and some more paper

CD's in store paper, so I can store paper

Met Son Of Light, he told me keep rhyming

I told him keep shining bright like we diamonds

Most dudes are pop tarts aiming for pop charts

Could never be rock stars cause they ain't got heart

Man, the shit is not adding up

A dropout but I used to study math and such

I do it better than peers cause I'm better than my peers

Down there bitter they can never get up here

I used to get nervous thinking is it worth it?

Now the shit is working

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