Till I Go...

Yeah
Sometimes you gotta smoke the pain away
You know?
Look

I just wanna catch another body ('nother body)
Every nigga with me bet they got a body (got a body, got a body)
Might catch me out in Texas in a Mase' (vroom)
Just bought it but you bet that Tech got a homi' (yeah, brrt-brrt)
Look, my chain made your bitch speak (she see me)
I got it with the change I made this week (hah)
I'ma fuck her 'til the bitch sleep (uh-huh)
Then I'm in the kitchen whippin' til my wrist weak (whip up)
Timberland constructs the six-inch weeks ('kay)
I got my dick sucked while I sipped Cliq' (hahaha)
Buck fifty your jaw, get a ripped cheek (birdie)
Your homie starvin' but you makin' sure your bitch eat (pussy nigga)
A zip of sour and a sick beat (ah)
And your favorite rapper floatin' up shit's creek (he finished)
My connect give me bricks cheap (papi)
Guess I'm comin' of age, no month bleed, hah (hah)

Gotta roll another one to escape the pain that I go through (go through)
Pistol on my hip 'cause I don't know you (I don't know you, nigga)
You niggas pussies, fuck your whole crew (hah)
Fuck your vest, my bullets go through (brrt)
Roll another one for shit I go through (shit I go through)
Roll another one for shit I've been through (shit I've been through)
Yeah
Hahaha

Young nigga with a old soul (ah, ah)
Young nigga but he sold hoes ('kay, 'kay)
Raw powder in my whole nose
She said "Life's a bitch," so she like to sniff (hah)
Wave spinning with the half moon (hah)
Look, I'm half mogul, and half goon (facts)
I hear the sneak dissin', I'ma spaz soon (I hear y'all)
And leave a nigga bleedin' in his fuckin' bathroom (hah)
Kick in the door like, "Where's it at?" (where's it at, pussy?)
Pump on your tongue like a pair of Shaqs (haha)
Two niggas with me, both carry MACs (uh-huh)
He tried to run, I let it rip and watch it tear his back (brrt)
Niggas die if I okay it (ah)
Keep a yoppa when I ride and I'm gon' spray it (facts)
Yeah, spade bottles my rosé (we be drinkin')
Trust me, I'm the kind of nigga that you don't play with (uh)

Machine (talk to 'em)
Gotta roll another one to escape the pain that I go through (I go through a lot)
Pistol on my hip 'cause I don't know you (I don't know you, nigga)
You niggas pussies, fuck your whole crew (fuck 'em)
Fuck your vest, my bullets go through (look, look)
Roll another one for shit I go through (I gotta smoke, man)
Roll another one for shit I've been through (stressed out, you know what I mean?)

I ain't gon' lie, man
Y'all might think shit all good with me
I'm stressed like a motherfucker
Roll another one right fat (roll another one right fat)