GIZA Lyrics

What's up with that weed, mane

We blowin' trees, mane

Money from these hoes, mane

That's what I need, mane

What's up with that weed, mane

We blowin' trees, mane

Money from these hoes, mane

That's what I need, mane

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Yeah I've been on my grind

Yeah I be on the low

Yeah I've been in my mind

Yeah I live in my soul (yeah)

Yeah I've been on my grind (hey)

Yeah I be on the low (yeah)

Yeah I've been in my mind (aye)

Yeah I live in my soul (yeah)

Yeah

Wake up in the morning

Go get it

Aye

Really gotta get it how you live it

Aye

Wake up in the morning

Go get it

Aye

Really gotta get it how you live it

Go down

(Never have a day to waste)

Push up

(Never have an hour to wait)

Go down

(Never have a minute to waste)

Pull up

(Never have a second to wait)

To the grave, yeah we take the oath

Always live with grace

Always do the most

Champagne glass, raise a toast

To the ones wishing they could be this close

One more set

Yeah, one more rep

Do it for myself, not for a post

Light it up and try not to boast

I be workin', makin' beats by the coast

Run it up, now the money gross

They say life's a bitch, I grab her by the throat

Hit 'em, get 'em with another dose

Then I hit 'em with a "that was all she wrote"

See me drip, now they see me soak

Now they all wanna say "he the goat"

See me drip, now they see me soak

Now they all wanna say "he the goat"

What's up with that weed, mane

We blowin' trees, mane

Money from these hoes, mane

That's what I need, mane

What's up with that weed, mane

We blowin' trees, mane

Money from these hoes, mane

That's what I need, mane

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

I been tryna search for peace

I been tryna search for the meaning

Hey

I been tryna search for the pieces

I been tryna search for a reason

Hey

I been tryna search for peace

I been tryna search for the meaning

Hey

I been tryna search for the pieces

I been tryna search for a reason

Hey (yeah)

And he who seeks will find

With faith and good will

What is his in due time

Yeah

Yeah

And he who seeks will find

With faith and good will

What is his in due time

So I'm true to the rhyme

Now I'm real with the art

Now I'm here with the light

Still I came up out the dark

Learn to always stay sharp

Stay a buck about my business

Keep it true and spread the message

Like anyone can go get it

Like really, what is so different?

Yeah, we're all human beings

Just tryna search for peace

Just tryna search for the meaning

Like really, what is so different?

Yeah, we're all human beings

Just tryna search for pieces

Just tryna search for a reason

Yeah

What's up with that weed, mane

We blowin' trees, mane

Money from these hoes, mane

That's what I need, mane

What's up with that weed, mane

We blowin' trees, mane

Money from these hoes, mane

That's what I need, mane

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro

Fuckin' these hoes, stacking my cash and get my dough, bro