just came back to the city 'cause i ain't been there in months
need to roll the weed up 'cause i only smoke on blunts
we got so much kick to it
we gon' get rich off this
i'm smokin' on big blunts
you feelin' yourself 'bout a bitch that we done already had
we livin' the life that you want
so i guess i know why you mad
but i've been down for so long that i gotta run up the tab
so if it ain't 'bout a dollar then it ain't gon' make no sense
i got ninety-nine problems but not one of them a bitch
i spend the first and then i flip the back end
blacked out all my cars so i now i drive 'round like i'm batman
tattoos on my face like i'm a joker
but y'all bros wasn't fuckin' with me back then
y'all wasn't fuckin' with me back then
now they see the crib inside the hills and see the aston
now they wanna steal my shine because the cameras flashin'
so what you tryna cash in?
how they used to hate and now i can't be no pretender
better bring your coat 'cause it's gon' be a cold december
chop them up inside a blender
this glock on me too heavy
i'ma need some new suspenders
if i ain't fuckin' with her no more
you say you rich but you just lyin'
kids should call you simba
don't know why you callin' me up
i was goin' though some shit and you ain't check on me once
we so far from the days we went half on a blunt
gut tellin' me you different
i spend the first and then i flip the back end
blacked out all my cars so i now i drive 'round like i'm batman
tattoos on my face like i'm a joker
but y'all bros wasn't fuckin' with me back then
y'all wasn't fuckin' with me back then
now they see the crib inside the hills and see the aston
now they wanna steal my shine because the cameras flashin'
so what you tryna cash in?