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Yeah! Ha! Yeah, we got, on
Why cats know the abstract nigga with the attitude
Pass the booze, and let's on it
I'm rolling in a Cadillac the grill fronted
I ain't even no mo' but I feel blunted
Yo I'm toking on the
to the A.M., cats be taking in the P.M.
Tell the I'm the G.M.
Told my team let me get my plays straight, I'ma feed
They need me I need them
See the streets is
Had to meet with my mind on how I could
Stay on my
I'm grinding, I get blue balls
Everyday, same new star
Don't make me act where I come from because he grew tall
There's a that to run from it if you neutral
Hustlers and vogues, customers and
I kiss the sky feeling high off the stuff that I

I want to in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my head high, let the spin
I got the to feel high
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high

I'm the only cat in hip hop that can go into a thrift
Connect, get up to the and get props
If you gonna get that
Make sure that knock
If you get that glock don't be scared to big shot
Hip Hop is changing, why y'all want me to stay the
Sorta like Barkley on how I see the
I recognize game like a
Hey yo, I'm bound to wreck your lady as I turn lady out
I ain't about
Messing with no other man's
Because of then a man go under
Understand a man and his
Listening to Mitchell
With the fan and the
Can it be so then?
I rock Rockports, you Timberland's
I want a Rover, but I'm thinking range
I switch over, I just made my own lane

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my head high, let the spin
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel
I got the right to feel

I want to in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the right to feel
I got the right to feel
I got the right to feel
I got the right to feel

Like a to a hoe I connect to the track
I feel it in my neck and my
A thug came to me, said it changed his
Said the love of his life, he used to to the light
I'm trying to do
I ain't claiming Right
I'm a grown man, I'm too old to
I stay on like trick dice
Tweaking like the sound man who need to switch
Sounding bitch
I know the block is hot, but we can't get ice
When our children's sit nice?
I the song to make the fiend's strong
Kong ain't got shit on me
I train days to rip emcees, I'm
But I still gotta get that
You on some monkey ball damn
Mobbing through the to feel the breeze yo

I want to in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my head high, let the spin
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high
I got the to feel high
I got the right to high

I want to ride in my car, smoke my
Keep my head high, let the chrome
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high
I got the right to high