I
I put on camera come close and let him see
Yeah
Looking at my life in different sections
One different direction
I'm a hustler not for waiting
Give me dresses for the journey
So I chill, and I chill
So I chill, and I chill
Looking at my life in different sections
One different direction
I'm a hustler not for waiting
Give me dresses for the journey
So I chill, and I chill
So I chill, and I chill
First think of boss is the bad beat
With the stars and wars in it
Backstabbing homies in line
I'm praying the bitches, I make it every day
And I show y'all it ain't a gimmick
F-L-Y-B-O-Y
Still the realest, you know
I do it bigger for the hood
I do it bigger for the band
And I can head off like a plan
Hey lil' man, rollin' up bad
Woods and hella zigzags
The helikus smokin' glowin' out
Fly way man, love my momma
Cuz she keep my name in the mouth
Move the west, man, ma
And still kept the house
My older brother, that nigga move out of town
My lil' brother, made my momma
Go up and down, every day
You know I bear witness, make it crazy
Decisions, that's a God for forgiveness
I walk through no preligates
Driving fast, praying that he don't hit the brakes
Lookin' at my life in different sections
Goin' different directions
I'm a hustler, not put weight in getting dresses
For the jetties, so I
And I
Cheer
So I
And I
Cheer
Lookin' at my life in different sections
Goin' different directions
I'm a hustler, not put weight in getting dresses
For the jetties
So I
And I
Cheer
So I
And I
Cheer
Yeah
What up haters
What up critics
And if you're still listening
I know I'm spittin' different
I told back home I was gonna do this shit
I'm the one who made the phrase
I do this nigga
As a shorty
I used to look up to the sky
And tell my momma I'ma be that fly
Passin' all type of haters
Away from all the bullshit
Takin' it a day at a time and stand focused
Riding through the city top, dropping the lotus
Baby say she like my cologne, it's called smoky
No days off on my Facebook, I'm postin'
Twitter pickin' from this bad bitch that I'm smokin'
You better have the letter in
Tryna be too nosy
And one thing a nigga can't call me is phony
I put niggas on what I need been my homie
And if you ride with me no spur
With the moon
But sometimes you gotta do shit on your lonely
Different my frame for t-shirts on
Shirt by rap, no, ain't no hand me down
This time you know I pay for it
Pick it through the packages like I'm pickin' through the beats
Night one, the joint had to make the second beat
Shout out to Boss B, you know this FBG
Boss B, yeah
And I cheer, and I cheer
And I, so I
And I, y'all know what it is, nigga
And I, so I
And I, you know the word for smokin'
You feelin' what's called chillin'
So I
You feelin' me
If it ain't up on me, you better get up on me
Man, weed is not a drug, you feelin' me
It's just somethin' that, you know what I'm sayin'
With this vibe off, you feelin' me
Believe that, you feelin' me
I ain't never heard nobody sayin'
They ride the bank cause they was high
All they committed murder cause they was high
Everybody sayin' they was chillin'
Believe that
