Lyrics
Awww man what a feeling
We back to drug dealing
Let me rephrase that we only bud dealing
No substance involved I'm talking herbs and plants
Dirt load in the trunk like fuck it let's take a chance
It's just Miracle Gro
This how miracle go
Put a seed in the ground let that miracle blow
Jack and bean stock
Harvest a mean crop
Dispensary onda block look like a supreme drop
They can't wait to cop
Fresh cut, fresh fit they can't wait to shop
It's a childproof jar my nigga don't break the lock
I pray to get with my niggas from the sand box
Ounces in'em sandwich bags, twist them damn knot
Now it's vacuum sealed piff and we twist a lot
She vacuum seal her lips on me I spin out the lot
It's the feeling when win and land on the top
You leave yo oops in the wind this ship don't stop
I sailed on niggas
Persevered through pain, prevailed on niggas
Cognac and champagne wish well on niggas
Roll up for the Win, this L for niggas
Laugh at'em, you elevate
Above hella hate
I'll take velvet ropes over the yellow tape
Ask Tiari & Honor nigga we hella straight
Cross the finish line
In 05
Niggas is hella late
Chase the finer things
Looking back at what we've lost and come back up again
At flipping change
Into having thangs
My thought process on one accord
You'n second guess me
Now I'm gonna stay charged
You know what it is
Can't do nothing less, I'm gonna stay charged
I'm positive
I'm the motherfucking man in charge
I been up and down the road with that, so many times
I got my home right off the cul-de-sac I ain't gotta promote it they know it's that
These niggas can't hold me back
Gun oil odor auto loader with the shoulder strap
Slugs like a roll of quarters and I got the coldest raps
My business in order, these niggas can't throw me scraps
They must've forgot Cali plug stuffing the box
I'll send a UPS truck to ya block
I want my flowers now and don't forget the water
My daughters is Howard bound get they tuition off the corners
Think what you want my wife gun pink like her pumps
Went to the dealer told her pick what you want
I don't care if you niggas make I made it It's been a long road I paved it
These scars is the proof so I hold em sacred
My family and money that ain't nothing to play wit
Passed the basics everything else is game 6
Chase the finer things
Looking back at what we've lost and come back up again
At flipping change
Into having thangs
My thought process on one accord
You'n second guess me
Now I'm gonna stay charged
You know what it is
Can't do nothing less, I'm gonna stay charged
I'm positive
I'm the motherfucking man in charge
Writer(s): Daniel Smith
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