Son im out here grinding i be working up a sweat
You could catch me in the cut a couple blunts up on the desk
I'm in the studio and rolling ima smoke ya ass to death
It's just me, and the ones that was here back when
They ain't show no love they wanna see me at the end
This rap shit my 9 to 5, but it's half passed ten
Bitch I'm putting over time it got me feeling like a vet
While they talk behind my back but never speak to me direct
I'm in high demand gone keep things moving with the plan
I'm tryna give my mom a couple goddamn bands
Member I was in a jam and now I got a few fans
Taking over son I need the whole world in my hands
Ain't no turning down I'm turning up we getting loud
Repping for my city whole goddamn town
Lil bitch I'm on my own that's what the fuck that I'm about
In the crib it going down, smoking out the whole pound
