My mama told me it's gonna be okay. I said I believe and I ain't want you to go to heaven mama I still need you. You was in the skies couldn't recognize my mom. I need to see you now I question God about it all I'm asking the moon. What do we do? We ain't deserve this pain and why's our world full of rain? I'm trying to see the green grass on a good bright sunny day I'm trying to hold my mama and tell her don't worry mama I got you She told me watch out for that fake love So when I see it, I spot you if you need me, I got you but don't cross me Respect don't give it and I'll crop you and I got crips that pop too I got blood down the road to respect logs and the color blue my heart's cold. I got no flu Don't let me sneeze this up to creep in the night black shoes black shirt and the pants black too And if you're not one deep whoever you with *, they get a cap too. Hey cuz I might just smack this dude The people that came with *, we gonna cut them too. I'll make them regret it like a bat tattoo So you won't smoke take a hit and pass it back and I'm a pass that to I don't see full Pass me the tool run through his crib. I want the cash on the loo I took him out and tell his face turn blue like Benjamin Franklin. That's my favorite low This ain't want some cannabis burn them down to a roach. I caught him lacking chit-chatting on his grandma's post I'm on the back of the gun. This side is no fun. Y'all think that dude y'all daddy, bitch You my son. I had your mama eating my llama for breakfast and lunch. I hung your brother with a shoelace No face no case and now we back to square one that money calling is trying to holler I'm looking for quality net naps. We trying to sidetrack man. I tell him to stop it Look right on smoke me a witty. I'm feeling good. I'm gone. I told her I'm going out I'll be back home. Good dog. Good dog. I roll it up Yeah, and to be simple I pull for my double cup. Why cuz I'm in love with these drugs Yes, I'm in love with these drugs Bitch, I'm in love with these drugs Yes, I'm in love with these drugs I Like fire when I ignited she want me to kiss her. I named sativa. She told me indigo was her step-sister She's from Switzerland The other ones Dutch and if he's a not for soda at the mall will get rolled up and I throw him in the backwoods And I don't know it up and I birthed him like a feeling his top looking frizzy He wasn't my smoke, bro But if you got five on the white hour within you might talk some slung up a red as we down for whatever my crib Just might blow some and now you mess up rotation Just take a hit and pass it back and then I'm stepping off on the south side of the mail I'll be Southside stepping chin-checking that Mac 11 will send them to heaven somebody call up the Reverend now