Oooohh



Uh



It's the same ol' shit in the same ass place

my studio smells like ten ash trays

my nigga still gettin' too fucked up

And I'm still smokin' too much blunts

Haters always gon' run they mouth

And keep tryin' to take me out

Mama always gonna worry herself

And me I can't forget the pain I felt

Even though I drive a new 6 double 0

They be thinkin' like