[Intro]
I’m on a highway
I take a mental picture
Of the place that I live
Now it’s living in me
On a highway
Thinking of the one who
I left alone and hoping
I don’t know how I’m coping

[Verse 1]
I just learnt how to twist a swisher
Guess I’m getting used to this tradition
Kinda funny cause I said I’m only smoking papers
But this got me higher than the pigeons
And the planes I’m high for days
And the California Kush just like the beach it got me waved
And I ain't playin unless I’m gettin paid
That’s why I’m barely dropping track but if I do they flames
Uh, Imma have these labels spittin coffee
When they hear I rap like Cole and dressing fresh like rocky
For a feature I am charging like I’m docking
If not I’ll take your chicken and get cocky, uh

[Hook]
If you don’t know me then don’t act like you do
Cause my friends ain't very friendly that’s just how they move
Fuck the other side I ain't got shit to prove
But boy if you don’t know me don’t act like you do