Find a Way

Uh, long days, gotta recharge to run the play

Paper straight, come up with bars to get us paid

Major weight make it hard for them to imitate

Rolex tell the day, time, and the date

If I eat, all my **** gon' get a plate

If you hate, guaranteed, you ain't in the way

Clown shit, we don't entertain

Always been a young **** with the vision, and I'm still the same

Turned a idea into a strain

Do it once, I fuck with you, I respect you, you do it again

Nothin' but the best for the fam

I don't gotta flex for the 'gram

Too many rings for my hands, so we stack 'em and stash 'em

We them fuckin' champs

You ain't gotta lie to kick it

You ain't close to rich enough to be in here

Papered up and stoned at every appearance

Martha's Vineyard, baby left her diamond necklace behind

At the bed and breakfast, it's fine

She got that on a heist, she'll steal a better one on the next one

I only fuck with professionals

Sniper scopes and silencers stuck inside of leather sectionals

Watch where you sit at, might hear that click-clack

I copped the BMW six pack, M package, highway action, state mansion

That's what G's do, you smell that fire in the breeze, fool

Don't you dare call this shit a part two

This a whole 'nother animal, this that mankind mandible

Chanel drip on your television channel

Countin' cake, lit as a birthday candle

Pay me just like a fan do

Real one, so they don't know how much my shit they can handle

Chicks love social media, so I watch out for them scandals

Don't measure that kush, give you a handful

Gotta grind, 'cause my son hungry and the rent due

We changed how you smoke, changed how you dress

Your whole life was blessed by the presence of the stoned legends

Ho, retrace our steps and see what you get

If you never let suckers talk you out shootin' your shot

Hustle with every breath, huh?

(Yeah, ounces of weed)

(Got your own if you at my table)

(McQueen, ounces of weed)

(Got your own if you at my table)

(Yeah)