Oooo yea gang gang

(Holla) (holla)

Nine

Yeah money my motive

I smoke till Im loaded

I can't feel my legs

Can't feel my head

Wobblin and leanin but i stil ain't dead I fight to the end boy I stick to the pledge

Good kush and Henny is the way to the bed

EEEuRR

EEEuRR

MY weight on the bed

YeH I know she take it straight to the head

Flow keeps rolling and I keep rolling joint after joint motto is f*** a Fed

Middle finger high my mind higher

You say I ain't been getting money you a goddamnn liar

Hundred degrees out and I still can't tell Ice over Ice you still got nothing to sell, You need a bag then you hittin my line, ringing and ringing you waiting in line, if we speaking simply im simply divine

Knocking out rivals the game is now mine

I ain't sweating a bitch

Never hung up ona ho

Im on a paper trail straight out the bando

Cruisin round town in my MF ride

You say the grass green its greener on my side

If i said I gave a fuck im sorry

I buy that lie

This zone 2 shit

Right off the north sid e

Can't keep me down

The limit is the sky