Lyrics

I just woke up
Rolled over and sparked a J
Okay
I can't lie I'm a stoner
That's to my grave
Okay
Damn I hate being sober
I think I'll stay this way
No you cannot hit my weed my ****
Get out of my face
Get out my face
Get out my face
No you can put hit my weed my ****
Get out my face
Get out my face
Get out my face
Don't try to relate
Get out my grill
I be smoking on kill
And I weigh it
Ship it out if we talking bout deals
Need some food on my plate
Man I'm trying to get mines
Why you talking zodiacs
All I know dollar signs
Blind to the bull
Bad to the bone
Fucking on her hard while the whole family home
Thinking I'm a star
See me all around the globe
But you don't really see me 'les I'm out for show
You don't know what you're talking 'bout and it shows
You can see her titties coming out of her clothes
She uses cocaine to powder her nose
Not quite what I mean when I say Imma blow
Written by: Tim Lawrence, William Hayes
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