Feel lungs with ganja

Verse 1

Got a dime piece with her jeans on

She eats hard in the streets but she pretty to c**p

Yeah, codeine in my cup

But my brother, alright

 

Pre-Chorus

Either work or corn drink with a fork in hands

I just want to get this money and put my lipstick on

 

Chorus

You know it all turns out the same

Little will they give me the same amount

And if they give me what I feel in my heart then im man enough to cry

My thoughts, intentions and actions speak louder than my words

 

Verse 2

You think I got a problem

I think you need a vision

This thang out my face

Came up out the garbage can

 

Pre-Chorus

Yeah, we had a burn room, it only held the ashes and smoke

I tried to dance but wasted my tires

 

Chorus

You know it all turns out the same

Little will they give me the same amount

And if they give me what I feel in my heart then im man enough to cry

My thoughts, intentions and actions speak louder than my words

 

Bridge

This my crib cus I had to throw it out somewhere

Get it for the low and expect me to get on

 

Chorus

You know it all turns out the same

Little will they give me the same amount

And if they give me what I feel in my heart then im man enough to cry

My thoughts, intentions and actions speak louder than my words