[Intro]
Told my mama that eventually I'd be a fucking star
Even if she don't believe me, yea I know I'm going far
Even if she don't believe me, ima' get her that new car
Even if she don't believe me, ima' get her out these parts

Alright, run that shit back

I smoke about a pack a day, so that I can get away
So that I can get away (aye, yea)
So that I can get away
I smoke about a pack a day just to get away

[Chorus]
I smoke about a pack a day, so that I can get away
And I'm mixing all this dirty up inside my lemonade
I got a girl and she calling, but I don't know what to say (aye, yea)
But I don't know what to say

I got my mind on my money, yea I'm tryna' reach the fame
But I know the road ain't easy been a couple cloudy days
Metaphor to my life so you know the sky is gray (yea)
Yea you know the sky is grey

[Verse]
I been down, I been up, I don't even know the week
I be smoking, I be sipping, that's my only remedy
And when I pop a lot of pills yea you know I grit my teeth (aye)
And then I'm lifted off my feet

Told my mama that eventually I'd be a fucking star
Even if she don't believe me, yea I know I'm going far
Even if she don't believe me, ima' get her that new car
Even if she don't believe me, ima' get her out these parts

Yea I did a lot of things and I know I got a past
But the past is the past so let's leave it in the past
If I hit you on the random would you even hit me back (huh)
Or would you turn your fucking back

Cus' I been sipping act and I'm swerving off the tracks
But I swear it's off the drugs I can truly face the facts
I'm just tryna' do what's right and put the homies on the map (aye)
And get the homies out the trap
I gotta' disassociate from all my enemies
Put the bottle down I'm cutting back the Hennessy
I think the drugs is getting to me fucking mentally
I gotta' tell all of my loved ones what they meant to me

[Chorus]
I smoke about a pack a day, so that I can get away
And I'm mixing all this dirty up inside my lemonade
I got a girl and she calling, but I don't know what to say (aye, yea)
But I don't know what to say

I got my mind on my money, yea I'm tryna' reach the fame
But I know the road ain't easy been a couple cloudy days
Metaphor to my life so you know the sky is gray (yea)
Yea you know the sky is grey