Story Goes

When I'm not at home, I know I'm not alone Because your spirit lives on through me, wherever

I go When I'm not at home, I know I'm not alone

Because your spirit lives on through me, wherever I go

For that pot of gold, I got that sauga flow And if you know, then you know that five and

Ten is no joke I can't hold on, no more

I just wanna get my smoke up, then go home I don't need no one, I'm dolo

Oioio, no one cares about you like you would, that's how the story goes

Instead of chasing side chicks, I'm chasing side bags

You can never catch me lacking, I'm always in my bag

Serious as syria, shout out my dawgs in iraq