[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
I said it's like that, I said it's like that
I got some bread, I got some work, I got the right batch
My n***a Honch he got one lit and I got head like that
If you my pinky, watch the bling ain't hard to sight that
Before I made stocks with David and Dennis to get my shine up there
I was just a diamond in the rough in designer gear
9/11 I put on before the raps
I'm a foam head getting fly, you ain't known for that
You the type I probably hit with a charity pack
Fuck the hot shit, shit my genre reality rap
N***a I'm casually lax
Kush God but in reality I'm actually that
You'll never catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer
They want they bust all legit on a n***a's feature
Low kay with the gallon shit it's yak time
Hit me on the batline
It's Halftime