Centennial

Can't wait until the centennial of my appearance Hundred years later you probably gone hear this Build up the smoke in the bong and I clear it Moving your mind and caressing your spirit Can't wait until the centennial of my appearance Hundred years later you probably gone hear this Build up the smoke in the bong and I clear it Moving your mind and caressing your spirit Gifted logically Probably take you a couple centuries If you trynna fuck with me mentally See this life right here was meant for me I ain't never been one for irony But the same ones that despise me Deep down wanna be just like me But I do this without trying Sometimes feel like I'm flying Smoke in the air rolling that green giant Everything chill why you getting so excited Born sinner but I move so righteous Black light vibing You could never take my joy The hate just sound like noise Tuned out of course You ain't gotta hate no more You ain't gotta hate no more Can't wait until the centennial of my appearance Hundred years later you probably gone hear this Build up the smoke in the bong and I clear it Moving your mind and caressing your spirit Can't wait until the centennial of my appearance Hundred years later you probably gone hear this Build up the smoke in the bong and I clear it Moving your mind and caressing your spirit I got a habit of making bad habits If I want it I gotta have it These skinny jeans hold more bread than you think But can't carry cash cause Niggas be fiends I'm down to travel let's see a new planet Can't be from here these flows outlandish Expose the government they probably ban it Boy I can't stand it I'm taking advantage of every loophole Carry two phones One for the family and one for the dope Can't afford to have them kicking down doors Got little brothers that still need to grow Beautiful women just give me the throat And if they move different then they get the stroke I treat this game like a joke About to roll up another one and toke Can't wait until the centennial of my appearance Hundred years later you probably gone hear this Build up the smoke in the bong and I clear it Moving your mind and caressing your spirit Can't wait until the centennial of my appearance Hundred years later you probably gone hear this Build up the smoke in the bong and I clear it Moving your mind and caressing your spirit Can't wait until the centennial of my appearance Hundred years later you probably gone hear this Build up the smoke in the bong and I clear it Moving your mind and caressing your spirit