[Hook: Demrick]
16 ounces in a pound, break it down, break it down
24 hours goes around and around
Inside the ride everybody get loud
Sitting up on a cloud looking down at the crowd
Wanna know what's going on with kids these days
We just smoke, we just drink, we just get paid
We don't give a fuck what anybody say
We just smoke, we just drink, we just get paid

[Verse 1: Demrick]
I'm not to be fucked with I hustled out of my bucket
I keep my dreams in my clutches I roll my weed up with crutches
You ain't talking about money then it's not my discussion
Down this road to success on my path to destruction
Game didn't come with instructions, I travel light with no luggage
Not the type to hold grudges I want a life with no budget
Wanna pull up in something new, right on the avenue
Where I spent every afternoon, serving them after schools
Say get your degree, but that wasn't for me
They was talking about a future that I just couldn't see
Hotboxing my ride, I'm leaving no room to breathe
Just try and catch me a vibe, staying away from police
Wanna pull out the crib, put my name on the lease
Trying to get me a meal right in the belly of the beast
What I've learned in these streets is what I write on these sheets
So what you know about me is everything that I see