WOW ! Lyrics

Replacing food with weed i'm sad i got into it

Got me loopy in a dream now i'm walking stupid

Throwing punches to the air i know my karmas brewing

How do all your choices end the same i see you keep on losing

I got shots, rocks, thick locs

Fuck with a nigga, you get dropped

Dropped, rocked, I can't even (pshh, damn)

I can't even, i can't even stop

Do we need weed or do we really not

Bro walk with a fan when it's cold keep it really hot

Ran a couple plays with my bro on some silly thot

She always on go she want motion said she need the drop

it's- baby why she think i'm juicing

Cause i'm living life like a dream and it's way too lucid

And you think he not tryna knock are you really that stupid

That's why you bummy and you broke cause you don't know that it's ruthless (Man)

Charge it to the game

Woke up one day and said damn i really want some fame

Some of you boys is addicts and i don't want it so i can never hang

Yes i'm from the burbs so it don't matter what you gon claim to bang

I got shots, rocks, thick locs

Fuck with a nigga, you get dropped

Dropped, rocked, I can't even (pshh, damn)

I can't even, i can't even stop

Came up and seen things you would never see

Woke up all the sudden now i'm turning to who they dream to be

I don't like myself that's how i feel like usually

But they mess with me some of em jealous like too OD

That's not my damn problem

99 hoes in my phone but i won't keep or cop em

Everyone think that i'm a lover boy watch me shock em

If they tryna chat about they feeling say shut up and stop em

(What in the hell are you saying)

I'm the bible now

Talk all that talk like a female you a run around

Stacked up my bread on accident i'm a stunter now

(pshhh)

Like im David Blaine

Take my own risks off the cliff i'm not scared to hang

You talk to much but it's nothing boy what you saying

I'm not out in Chi, i'm in the ella now

Moved up out the Chi i'm in the burbs a good fellas out

I got 1, too many damn lames tryna take sauce

Can't even think straight i'll really rip his face off

No i'm a burn liver i'll really get them jake's called (hmmm)

On you and your whole crew

Sorry nigga i'm tryna come home i'll really snitch on you

I got shots, rocks, thick locs

Fuck with a nigga, you get dropped

Dropped, rocked, I can't even (pshh, damn)

I can't even, i can't even stop