[Intro]
I asked my n***a zoe what he think about this one
I ain't even Haitian tho I'm a dread
[Verse 1]
We ain't never been friends
We was never related
Boy stop calling me kid
You not even a Haitian
I be with them real n***as man you already know
Who the f** this n***a is, I ain't seen him before
I be posted on the block, pack strapped on my gut
Spliffs bigger than a b**h smoke it down to the bu*t
All these n***as in my hood smoking flock, man f**
n***a get your a** from round here I ain't serving you up
Everyday bodies dropping when you turn on the news
Hardest thing is to survive you can't win nor lose
Thats why I'm hungry all the time like I ain't already ate
You ain't never had to struggle you can never relate
I'm in the fast lane speeding, I ain't sleep in 3 days
If he don't grind he ain't getting no pay
If you don't mind get the f** out my way
These n***as ain't real, these n***as ain't your homies
[Hook]
Had to slow it down before you go catch a case
Cause when a n***a crosses it's like a slap in the face
That's why I do my thing I'm moving at my own pace
That's why I roll this joint and smoke this purp to the face
Cause n***as want money and they claim they own debt
But when it come down he ain't getting no check
Who the f** you is, I ain't see you before
If you ain't in my circle i suggest you better go
[Verse 2]
When I wan't to smoke I go grab a dutchy pack
Break it down the middle then I fill it up with thrax
Good green ganja like I got it from the pharma'
Presidential blunts like I'm chilling with Obama
Come and turn up with a boss baby tell me what you drank
If I ain't on the brown I'm probably on the Easter pink
Rummy or the Henny I ain't f**ing with the gin
And I don't like chasers i just take it to the chin
Real pimp sh** and she know I do my thing
Yeah I got a lot of hoes but this one here just gives me brain
I was riding in that Caddy but I really want that Range
But until then guess I gotta grind and not complain
[Hook]
Had to slow it down before you go catch a case
Cause when a n***a crosses it's like a slap in the face
That's why I do my thing I'm moving at my own pace
That's why I roll this joint and smoke this purp to the face
Cause n***as want money and they claim they own debt
But when it come down he ain't getting no check
Who the f** you is, I ain't see you before
If you ain't in my circle i suggest you better go