laugh at these haters
trying to catch up
it's ready set go
leave them in my dust
I stay on the go
like I just can't stop
bad to the bone
no rock n roll song
all night long
is how we party
I'm high hella stoned
can't drive the foreign
gotta stay at home
so turn up the music
plug coming thru
so I stay in motion
listen y'all I don't stop like the green lights on
counting cash slanging baggies
until I am called home
sitting dirty off in traffic
watching for the cops
got the Windows rolled up
about light the blunt
hollerd out last stops
before we head home
because if I miss my plug
I'm making all of them walk
lined up I got sells
need my scales and some bags
no time to take off
never say no to the cash
I can't pause nor mute
like I am gone deaf
fuck him
he will move or lose the top of his head
I got control like the cruise is set
I do the shit just ask around
supply the chain now in command
tear the weight then add. the bag
triple digit set mother fuckers can weigh ashes
to fucked to drive bring the plug to me
every body outside untill he leaves
drop the windows close the blinds
and talk away
out came the money then the bag of caine
the customers started calling
ready to play
not just a rapper you see this artist
hustled daily
turn up the music back to the party
rock the crowd like the wave bitch