Like wifi I'm connected I'm so sky high feeling like a jet bitch

If I come down I might wreak this plane

Smoke on kush sip on Texas

If my phone beep I don't check it

Except when I check to see where my checks is

Get it in the mail or get it directly

I'm especially chasin' money till the death me

And even when I die then my son gon' resurrect me

Look em in his eyes and tell em the world is deadly

Swallow all yo pride and push frustration aside

And realize that we blessed by the most up in heaven

Gotta have ya own mind if ya wide steppin

It's cool to have opinions but don't prove it with aggression

I ain't sayin' be passive now always keep protection

Only keep it for protection use your hands for teaching lessons

And if ya ain't payin' attention then you might miss out on blessings

Early bird gets the worm that's the bird that I'm catchin

And you can lead a horse to water you still can't make it drink

And if you tell them people yo thoughts you still can't make them think

And if you give someone a piece they gon' want the whole thing

Give these people piece of mind they gon' take ya whole brain

And as the world keep turning

Herb keep burning

Voice in my head said to calm down

Behind the steering wheel turning lowkey swervin' hoggin' every lane that I'm around

And if ya shit go fast then just go around

Man stop beeping man, just go around

Screw bangin' got my trunk always makin' sounds

I can light this up but I can't let the windows down

Fuck a pound for pound bitch I go round for round

Enough rounds in this bitch to knock 60 fuckers down

No pounds in this bitch but I'm smokin' out the ounce

And if you count on me to quit then you can still keep keepin' count

And I ain't fly with my fit I wear slides for my kicks

I'm wearing sweatpants yo bitch still want my dick

No sir no ma'am I do not want that chick

I'm at walmart buyin' my son christmas gifts

Where do we all start if it's not in a chick

And as the world keep burnin

Herb keep turnin

Voice in my head say it's on now

Media got you programmed just like a drone huh

Thinkin' what you thinkin' but you not thinkin' on yo own huh

Never know what you would do if you lost you phone huh

Thinkin' that you free but you still workin' off yo loan huh

Every dog got it's day and every dog got a owner

Trick you with a treat but they don't throw yo ass the bone huh

This ya boy Presto I got a rap diploma

Beat like a present gotta wrap the song up

On sweets when I'm wreakin' gotta wrap the strong up

I don't need a hook bitch cuz my raps are longer

If I'm all out of papers I'll tap the bong up

You are correct I am a stoner

And if you follow that assumption I am a loner

Trustin' everybody how you get ya ass sown up

And as my head keep turnin

Herb keep burnin

World keep tellin' me to turn up

And if you following the leader you a fuckin' duck

Make ya own lane and drive in it like you in a truck

Make no mistake they gon' hate when you up

They can't take that you happy and don't give a fuck

Some say that they is ridin' and still show fake love

And if the shoe fits then wear it like a glove

This shit came from a dream to ride caddys on dubs

Let the top back and put on some Slim Thug

In the great state of Texas I seen my first Lexus on swangas when they pulled it up to the club

In the great state of Texas I took my first breath and I rep it till I'm in the ground with the slugs

In the great state of Texas I learned my first lessons in adolescence four-wheelin' through mud

Life is a bar

Death is the club

And Heaven on earth can be found in the rough

You rich in possessions but watch how you steppin

The only wealth that count is love

When it come to my son then I can't give enough

When it come to his mom then I can't give enough

When it come to myself then I can't give enough

Still chasin' that wealth and I ain't givin' up