Every time you see me, boy, I got that Kel-Tec tucked You don't even know how I got it on me Every time I'm fuckin' on lil' shawty, she remind me of that dope 'Cause that shit be like macaroni I ain't Milly but I'm rockin' in here They done let me bring

Won't you do this thing for me Ain't got no car Won't you bury my papa for me Oh Mister Banker please Mister Banker Mister please, how much does money mean Won't you reconsider Mister Ain't got no house All I got, lord, is my guitar

I like it when you flip that bump that roll that Shake that drop that rope that make it go clap clap "I hope y'all got y'all playa's card cause y'all ain't getting in unless ya do Its Kell's y'all still got the world surrounded for the non-believers"

I just got the fuck off a plane 6 car garage, I got more than 1 job Be a boss, go hard Wake up, smelling kush when I yawn Shorty wanna fuck with the king, tired of them pawns Ain't on the top? Well, that's nonsense Bank account full of G's, so that's all

I try to make it stop Hard work don't stop When you know what you got Sacrifice ain't that hard Feel like depending on me Sometimes we ain't meant to be free And I know that we have asked for change Don't be scared to put the fears to shame Don't feel,

Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a fuck But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather live it up

I be so paranoid I hear these niggas tryin' to fuck with me Real shit, I know I got enemies I can't let them niggas enter me I ain't scared to die nigga I'll take your life nigga Fuck it shoot 'em down nigga A hundred rounds 'll put you down, nigga

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

And I shiver all over, I shiver all over I shiver all over, 'cause I ain't got you, hmm I wear shades 'cause my eyes are red I got a headache that just won't go away It's a wonder that I'm not dead I get the blues in the mornin' So bad, I scare myself My

Raise up your cup, come on drink it up Keep the party sparking like the moon stuck We ain't going nowhere Naw we just crazy kids and we ain't got a care. Here's to riding on the high life, A little puff and a hell yeah high five The memories, the laughs,