Lyrics

Uh, wakin' up to weed, that's a good sign Missed calls from labels that think I should sign They sayin' I might bridge the gap But I just see it as me smokin', speakin' life into these raps I ain't the best rap nigga, I'm the best me Smoke a pound this week, another next week A plottin' pot head, influenced by drug dealers Skaters, street artists, and every other real nigga Uh, prayin' if I make it, I don't go crazy I think he don't like me, cause of his old lady Nowadays for me to speak, niggas gotta pay me And my pockets gettin' fatter, guess I'm doin' good lately To say the least, I guess my stock growin' And I hear these niggas mimic how a nigga flowin' And these niggas tryna' hop in the lane But I'm too busy cuttin' boxes Sharing clothes with the game, ah [Hook] I know it's alright here But follow your heart Dear I know your dreams are clear Don't you know we all fe-ear Don't be afraid of who you want to be Remember I'm here, mmm So ma-ma, ma-ma ma-ma Ma-ma ma-ma-maybe you should Take the first ste-ep And the rest will