Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, So
H'z, n***a
Free Castro

[Verse]
I'm smoking 'til I can't see
I'm the n***a every bitch want, and who you can't be
Plus this weed I'm smoking on is tasting like some candy
The way that me and my n***as balling call me Marcus Camby
In the Knicks of '96, only quarters, halfs, no nicks hoe
'87 raps, I'm on my Freeway Rick flow
Never homegrown, see I'm smoking on that endo
And this model is a freak, believe I only fuck with nymphos
Or stripper out in Dallas, left my grind out in Nashville
Never was a flossy n***a, but they know my cash real
Really live this druggy life, only whole, never half pills
And they say I'm living too fast, 19, and the staff real
What I feels is worth it
I ain't tryna be known as the best rapper
But lyrically just the realest person
And I'ma make it happen
Word to this bong I'm snapping
I'm the nicest young n***a out and I'm really 'bout that action
I'm screaming free him 'til they let my brother Cash out
Strippers in the shed, [?] out the bottle, what that 'bout
My life n***a, never lived it right, n***a
Gone, living like I'm overdosing every night, n***a
Yeah and I'm faded, every fucking night has been lately
And I'm gone, can't see why I say I'm in my zone
You ain't heard, eyez shut
'90s baby, grimey, crazy
H'z n***a, I don't give a fuck