i wish i could fly a jet with her
i wish i could smoke a blunt with her
and be in the cut with somebody
that won't run to my girl
i said it's too much dough to be hurt
i don't know what i'm worth
i been broke since my birth
too much hoes in my search
i sipped slow and got turnt
i hope you grippin' what you love
'cause they coming to steal your joy
how come every time we function