In My Paper

All I need is some green in my paper All this stressing ain't even my nature My day job doesn't trip that I'm smoking Pray these odds will keep in my favor I Might be on the go a little too much All that moving slow doesn't do much I don't like to argue with you much Rather blow big smoke like kahunas Why you wanna save your soul just to waste it I was smoking mid I could taste it Studio just a mic in the closet Still that shit drip like faucet oh yeah Know some people who owe me still Know some people who could call me bro but don't know me still I be hella shy some people take it as phony still I could tell my mind to chill but bet that it won't be still Running like athletes Bet my feet following at least Yall got boredom I got that least I got work in the morning shit's weak Single still overperforming this week I should be rolling up more in this sweet huh Just light a candle in the room Won't let the landlord kill my mood I don't bounce your checks So don't worry which ounce burns next And that's exactly how I feel my dude Rather start my day with a smile though Your loss it doesn't mean that they hit the lotto Their loss it doesn't do that much to benefit me Not like when they give me free weed and send it swiftly All that ra-ra in the booth and pen is iffy I don't got enough self confidence to do that I don't got enough fake friends to be where you at I didn't think she'd do all of that in a BYU hat True that Look cause All I need is some green in my paper All this stressing ain't even my nature My day job doesn't trip that I'm smoking Pray these odds will keep in my favor I Might be on the go a little too much All that moving slow doesn't do much I don't like to argue with you much Rather blow big smoke like kahunas Why you wanna save your soul just to waste it I was smoking mid I could taste it Studio just a mic in the closet Still that shit drip like faucet oh yeah Counting up dollars Born and raised in the Bean I ain't worried bout followers Now I'm living in LA popping my collar Cali kush I was blowing got me drinking the water Avoiding these PFAS, smoking the reef I Selling little nuggets trying to buy some pizza Just a young kid getting high in the basement Now I'm so close to success I can taste it What's life if it's wasted And what's a joint if I faced it Been going hard for so long got caught up in these songs but Really I was just jaded and I made it out Gave myself a new light I ain't fading out Rolling up a couple O's when I'm feeling down All I need is the green in my paper If you ain't rocking that lamp city then see you later All I need is some green in my paper All this stressing ain't even my nature My day job doesn't trip that I'm smoking Pray these odds will keep in my favor I Might be on the go a little too much All that moving slow doesn't do much I don't like to argue with you much Rather blow big smoke like kahunas Why you wanna save your soul just to waste it I was smoking mid I could taste it Studio just a mic in the closet Still that shit drip like faucet oh yeah