Released on March 13, 2012

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[Intro]

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[Verse 1]

Rollin' up the grass, livin' better than them niggas that I used to look up to, I could show you how to come up

Yeah, I came up from the gutter to a condo out in Hollywood where the weather's good and the parties always popping up

Or somebody here dropping off some tree, that mean I got enough

To go around everything for the free, so you ain't gotta

Smoke with me and my homies, down to go to any one town and get this paper

I swear ain't nobody do me no favors

Twistin' up the medicine, shittin' on my competition

Easy part's forgetting, but the hardest part's to try forgiving

Niggas for mistaking me, or thinking I was the one to wait on

Thought 'cause I was young that I'd be dumb

But nigga, what you made's a photographic memory

Now look at my wife, she got a pornographic figure

And my autograph is bigger

To your nieces and your nephews than yours ever was, not to mention your niggas

You caught 'em repping Taylor Gang with us


[Verse 2]

I see TMZ cameras, paparazzi taking pictures

I spark up a J and ask 'em if he wanna take one with us

Made man, ain't nobody make a nigga

'Bout to book a flight to Vegas, tryna take one with us

You niggas too small, dog, me, I'm thinking bigger

Critics comment on how I’m smokin' weed and drinkin' liquor

Or how I was nominated, but not the winner

But you should start countin' up how much I made this year

Yeah, nigga, I'm up in the air, nigga

And the shit that I got on cost some money to wear, nigga

Owner of the team, I ain't even a player, nigga

'Fore I was on, niggas ain't care, now it's getting dark for you niggas, shit ain't even fair, nigga

Blowing hella dank, I mean, so much I think it's growing out my hair

The weed is in the jar, the grinder's over there


[Outro]

Nah, man, we always gon' be the same, you know what I'm sayin'?

They always gon' look at us the same and they always gon' look at us like we ain't supposed to be there