Smoking in the backyard crash and I can’t start

Blunts to the face when I race like it’s nascar

Bitch I’ve been my own plug growing all my own drugs

Step into the dirt and I’ve been digging fucking bones up

Pretty fucking factual that I don’t like a casual

I’m winging all this shit I’m rolling deeper with no manual

Can’t see well you got glaucoma

Backing up quick put you in a Glock coma

No one say let’s go out to fucking Fresno

I don’t needa bitch in my ear cause I said so

Say that I’ll be famous but I don’t think being less known

Making any difference I already made a deathnote

Drug composing I’m down and I’m feeling loaded

I’m smoking alone and hoping a fucker would toe to toe and

Fade that’s a fact no problem when I attack

So wack when they all rap but fuck it I made a stack

Yeah we like to keep it lowkey

Hard up in the paint bitch I gotta go deep

Rolling up first then I’m getting proceeds

I’ve been spilling codeine I’m a fucking dope fiend

Body bag zip zip blunts that I rip rip

Bet you went and fuckin told the cops little tip tip

Thinking that you big shit then you start to nitpick

Boutta meet up with your bitch fuck then I dip quick

Break a fucking vessel all my demons I will meddle with

Drugs up in my blood I pay the statement I will settle with

Ain’t a lot of rappers I can say that I be level with

Triple six up I be repping all the devil shit

Back vengeance ideas I fucking penned it

I’ve gotten all your attention I’m serving a time my sentence

Going never ending this money I want to spend it

Well I’m guessing that’s the benefit of federal pension

Locking em up I’m hopping a bump when I ride and swerve

Copping a cup I’m coughing it up now we tied in first

To me it’s so amusing they try me but I’m the master

I beat em into a pulp and I’m leaving a body tattered

Yeah we like to keep it lowkey

Hard up in the paint bitch I gotta go deep

Rolling up first then I’m getting proceeds

I’ve been spilling codeine I’m a fucking dope fiend