Please get with the program

Go and ditch your programming

I'm not tryna hold ya

Lover not a fighter but I'll be your soldier

If you got some bags you know I can hold them

Lead by example we gotta show 'em

Weeds on the mantle, we know how to grow up

And you know that we measure all grams

Loud pack was just dropped off by an old friend

Go and hit my wand for some imagination

Sometimes all it takes is a little activation

I am just a kid with a poor sense of direction

Please I could use some help with the navigation

We can lay back, partake in your vices

I'm being for real I don't care what the price is

I'm feeling like I don't know what advice is

What more can I say? I'm just full of surprises

We might have to duck and hideout

Up from all this rain

We can go right back to my house

And not do a goddamn thing

Wait a second, no connection play around with it

Throw a record on, I'll grab champagne

We ain't gotta have a real plan with it

(uh huh)

Whatever hits our brain

'Cause baby when it rains it pours

You know when I shoot I score

Fuck all that nonsense

I'm just tryna stay conscious

Nas said, "the world is yours"

Who's world is this?

The question that I ponder

Wander around in the rain feeling somber

They say "the distance makes the heart grow fonder"

But honor and pain make the heart grow stronger

We might have to duck and hideout

Up from all this rain

We can go right back to my house

And not do a goddamn thing

Wait a second, no connection play around with it

Throw a record on, I'll grab champagne

We ain't gotta have a real plan with it

Whatever hits our brain