wrong crowd

live and love

crash and burn

smoke a spliff

take some painkillers

try to get your mind right

think about it

light another take your time

and when it's light out

i just stay inside and make a rhyme

recite in front of the mirror

i'm staring at my reflection

i'm searching for a suggestion

screaming at all of the girls

that never gave me attention

ironic now that i'm paid

bitches pay me attention

i'm making my teachers proud

drinking i'm underaged

those teachers were two-faced

so now i'm teaching the lesson

jeans saggin'

they say that first impressions

last the longest

well to be honest

man

we living for the moment

that's that grey goose that dom p

patron and

we prolly won't recall this

recall this in the morning

but fuck it though

my bucket list consists of getting money

fucking hoes

a young kid with a ton of goals

a misfit

that's why my jeans so tight

sometimes i do wrong

but i mean so right

i'm always chilling with the wrong crowd

i'm always hanging with the wrong crowd

i can never be what i need to be

so i don't really care what they think of me

i'm always chilling with the wrong crowd

i'm always hanging with the wrong crowd

uhh

you see my crew's a lot of savages

a lot of rude

a lot of crude

a lot of flat out bad kids

who don't give a fuck about the aftermath of their actions

in the cut

blowing kisses out the aston

laughing

man these jeans cost a lot

fourth quarter

tied game

you know he forced the shot cuz

i can't trust these niggas with my destiny

especially

cuz i know im destined for better things

grab some friends

her

her

baby not you

migration season i'm the one they flock to

foul play

got a nigga on the look out

so i keep one eyebrow raised just like the rock do

can you smell me dog?

smell this kush man

it smelling hella strong

quiet kids smoking loud

with some nudy's on

you prolly couldn't fuck with what i'm smoking on

what i'm smoking on

couple motherfuckers that i call my friends

a couple young ladies that i'll never call again

i'm always chilling with the wrong crowd

i'm always hanging with the wrong crowd

days go fast and the nights move slow

even before music i was living on the road

i'm always chilling with the wrong crowd

i'm always hanging with the wrong crowd