Verse 1:

Poppin xannies so u know I be speeding

Get haunted by these devils and these demons

Purp all up in my drank a nigga started leanin

Fucked that bitch left that pussy leakin

Spitting straight flames so fire what I'm speaking

Don't fuck with these bitches cuz these bitches always tweakin

Talking crazy they done crossed the line

A gangster Move in silence but I ain't a fuckin mime

I got these Rolex dreams I'm just lost in the time

Time to reconsider all the thoughts in my mind

Never gonna stop cuz I'm always on the grind

Gotta hit the books senior year last ride

Exceed the limits at the top won't hide

God chose me so I'm bouts take his side

To shine in this bright stage and these bright light

Bitch a whole snack so I took some bites

Mean clean rep supreme and double bs

Grew up with no money only had my family

Chilling with my niggas and we pass around them trees

Stingin all these humans with the bumble and these bees

Staying fucking humble while this bitch on her knees

I guess I'm just blessed everytime that I sneeze

Dj esper coming up and u haters best believe

Rather smoke a blunt yeah a blunt full of Keef

We can really fight if these niggas want this beef

Eyes types red smoking loud out the reef

Bars so nice make these bitches wanna scream

Shooting for the starts and I'm chasing all my dream

Only south mound I be pitching for my team

A nigga so proud a nigga behind the scenes

I'm tearing up the plot to get to the theme

Hit ya boy with glock and the other niggas get the bean

Hook:

You need to let go

You need to forgive

And realize that you have so much to live for

Verse 2:

Sippin lean til I fall til the death of me passes

Squadron filled with pretty girls with nice asses

3 gravs later now a nigga blasted

Invisible like the equator Smoke a l then I ash it's

Roll it up Hit the blunt and then I pass it

Bumpy ride home so my seatbelt I had to fasten

Money to the top it just stackin

U niggas steady lackin

Bitches say they love me they just gassin

Hook:

You need to let go

You need to forgive

And realize that you have so much to live for

Verse 3:

Blowin up Hiroshima Nagasaki

Niggas always hatin saying that I'm cocky

They just mad they can't copy

Bitches always bop me

Caught by the cops but these cops can't stop me

U mad asl that ur bitch she just topped me

U just a bust in this game they call u Jeremy shockey

But what is truth is ur for real or fake

Cooking in the kitchen somethin light in gonna bake

Running around wreckless v cards I take

Diamonds on crystal bitches wetter than a lake

Pina on coladas gonna plan my escape

My bitches rockin Prada with the ysl cape

All This money yea it's making me fucking bored

Fucked around and caught feels for a whore

She switched up she was never like this before

She just actin

Ik when she say I love u she gassin