Who else you know smoke a half pound in seven days, n***a Drew on the boards E on the beat I'm just doing what I usually do, man Sticking to the script, no new lines I spend a lot of nights thinking, how did I make it this far? I spend money every chance I get, cause god damn I work hard Put here to take care of the family, but how was I supposed to know? If I don't take care of myself, then how am I supposed to grow? Still rolling my O's, and all of my fans, they all at my shows And rolling them pens, and counting up all of them grams We smoking till all of it's gone Just bought a new crib, and there's not enough space to fit all of my clothes I'm just riding out in my ride Smoking weed while I drive Flying like we were time Smoking weed while I drive I spend a lot of days thinking I hope this never gets old Then I realize I'm on vacation Somewhere it never gets cold Some criticized decisions that I made But fuck was I supposed to do? Long as I'm on, everything is straight Plus all my niggas on too So you can't tell us nothing, not a thing, no discussion You can smell what I'm smoking, no instinct and I'm puffing Kinda high when I made this, on the plane hella comfy On my way to the money I'm just riding out in my ride Smoking weed while I drive Flying like we were time Smoking weed while I drive Smoking weed while I drive Smoking weed while I drive