The Smoking Section

Seems like everyday it's more money more problems It's no biggie you know that I solve em Gotta keep it G til all my days done Same ole G I come from the bottom Hit it 1 time now she swear she in love Entangled every night I met her in august Fall back, Fall Back They screaming welcome back, I'm back Like legacy where u been? Watching my moves tryna to get tips But me and my niggas out here making flips Like a homeless nigga I just need a meal Like I'm roc-a-fella I'm just trying to sell Amil Late smoke sessions tryna heal these scars Deeper I get see these niggas more fraud Aim for the stars and I land on the moon Outta this world you know I'm the truth Let me roll my swisher Cuz I can't trust these niggas nah nah Good weed takes my mind off Things that I don't wanna face today nah nah