[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Rollin' up the grass, livin' better than them n***as that I used to look up to, I could show you how to come up
Yeah, I came up from the gutter to a condo out in Hollywood where the weather's good and the parties always popping up
Or somebody here dropping off some tree, that mean I got enough
To go around everything for the free, so you ain't gotta
Smoke with me and my homies, down to go to any one town and get this paper
I swear ain't nobody do me no favors
Twistin' up the medicine, shittin' on my competition
Easy part's forgetting, but the hardest part's to try forgiving
N***as for mistaking me, or thinking I was the one to wait on
Thought 'cause I was young that I'd be dumb
But n***a, what you made's a photographic memory
Now look at my wife, she got a pornographic figure
And my autograph is bigger
To your nieces and your nephews than yours ever was, not to mention your n***as
You caught 'em repping Taylor Gang with us

[Verse 2]
I see TMZ cameras, paparazzi taking pictures
I spark up a J and ask 'em if he wanna take one with us
Made man, ain't nobody make a n***a
'Bout to book a flight to Vegas, tryna take one with us
You n***as too small, dog, me, I'm thinking bigger
Critics comment on how I’m smokin' weed and drinkin' liquor
Or how I was nominated, but not the winner
But you should start countin' up how much I made this year
Yeah, n***a, I'm up in the air, n***a
And the shit that I got on cost some money to wear, n***a
Owner of the team, I ain't even a player, n***a
'Fore I was on, n***as ain't care, now it's getting dark for you n***as, shit ain't even fair, n***a
Blowing hella dank, I mean, so much I think it's growing out my hair
The weed is in the jar, the grinder's over there
[Outro]
Nah, man, we always gon' be the same, you know what I'm sayin'?
They always gon' look at us the same and they always gon' look at us like we ain't supposed to be there