RNB

I've been chasin' paper, ain't no time to worry 'bout bitches

I ain't tryna keep no fuckin' nine-to-five, that ain't my vision

I don't wanna resort to committin' crimes again, but listen

If you think I won't go flip a few lil' dimes, my nigga, you trippin

Fuck the feds, bitch fuck the state, nigga free my brother 'nem

Fuck the opps, motherfuck the cops, long live my brethren

We all done did our dirt, boy what's your vice, boy what's your preference

If I wanna right my wrongs then I won't need no fuckin' reference

Yeah, I be feelin' low, yeah, even when I'm high

Put my feelings in a safe, take a blunt to the face and pray I get by