(Chorus)

Rolling up a blunt

Getting faded for the first time

Mom sitting crying

Cause she know this ain't my first time

Or my first lie

Didn’t wanna say it

But her baby boy be getting high

For therapy replacement

(Verse 1)

Im good now mama yeah ill be a man

Look this map says that I got even got a plan

I haven’t worked out all the kinks quite yet

But I can promise Imma help the world to understand

From humble beggings im take my innings and mercy ruling

Under 25 and got the drive without my finished schooling

Contemplated dark thoughts this industry be getting grueling

Haven’t even had my worst days yet

I’ll stick pick the world up on my shoulders

Like you taught me I been watching

You taught me to be cautious

Watch your son grow up to profit

Watch your son grow up

(Chorus)

Rolling up a blunt

Getting faded for the first time

Mom sitting crying

Cause she know this ain't my first time

Or my first lie

Didn’t wanna say it

But her baby boy be getting high

For therapy replacement

(Bridge)

Speeding through the atmosphere

A million miles a day

A million miles away

And I can’t seem to catch my breath

Just once Just once

Rolling up a blunt

Getting faded for the first time

Mom sitting crying

Cause she know this ain't my first time

Or my first lie

Didn’t wanna say it

But her baby boy be getting high

For therapy replacement

(Verse 2)

So I puff yeah once or twice

Then I hand it to my left oh wait my right

Now I'm staring at my hands which one’s my right

Im still fine Im still fine

It takes the ease off my mind

Cause trust this hustle and grind

Be driving me crazy

Driving miss daisy

Slaving away all my life

Just to get by on a Sunday

Wishing that tomorrow wasn’t Monday

Pulling up to work in a hyundai

Beaten can’t afford to fix it

If I want to be eating

Treason I swear what I’m believing in works

This what I call adding rhyme to reason

I swear in a few years we be feasting

So you ain't gotta work another day in your life

Chliche ok I’m still working on that

Got a one track mind that’s addicted to rap

That’s addicted to the craft

That’s addicted to naps

That’s addicted to wait what was I saying

(Chorus 3x)

Rolling up a blunt

Getting faded for the first time

Mom sitting crying

Cause she know this ain't my first time

Or my first lie

Didn’t wanna say it

But her baby boy be getting high

For therapy replacement