VERSE 1: (Poppa T)
Only thing im bout is my money and my dreams
and my ^!$$%s and my music and my son and my weed

smoke to stay lifted and above all my foes
and its money over (*##$es
never waste time wit hoes

so go and lite a bowl
fresh lit from the bottle
way to high up in the sky

dont even need Aristotle
no telescopes or goggles
to see what i am on

you smokin weak you know its cheap
and we be flyin strong uh
wings made of steel

naw im playin that the purple kush
yellow ^!$$%
gotta stay inhaling on the purple stuff

jus to take my mind off
all the useless nonsense
i know i cant do it

but i do it for my conscience
twisted in postions i am vivid wit my images
^!$$%s act like !@#( so we clown em into (*##$es then

if you didnt get it you're !@$!ed then jus picture this
doesnt matter if you boy or girl we guaranteed to kill this %#@!



HOOK: (AwkWordDan)
What we do, what we do,

get higher,
break it down, roll it up,
get higher,

everyday, everyday,
get higher,
when we come around, you know we hold it down. x2


VERSE 2: (AwkWordDan)
Ya

so we grab another philly blunt
roll another philly up
smoke it till im really up

wipe my eyes
jus makin sure im really up
wake n bake

z an t
iggy bout to hit me up
link up, drink up,

sippin by the big pitcher,
baseball bat blunt, call that L, a Nick Swisher,
i think big cause im lookin at the big picture,

live my life free, blow tress, an sip liquor,
my crew a constellation of stars,
big dippers, means we flowin in ares,

big zippers, what we smoke in the car,
doob cruzin, smooth movin, an we ferocious wit bars,
damn my raps are great,

blunt wraps are grape,
flows get ur girl wet like when she masterbate,
buddy valastro, ya u know, we master cake,

stay true to my crew, cause you know these rats are fake,
so we jus


HOOK x2