[Verse 1: 2.1]

You ain't seen the man til you seen the man
Stack a 100 grand that's the fucking plan
Ironing my money tryna get it straight
Still chasing dreams we in the last leg of this race
Man so tried of taking 2nd place
Especially when I look at the top and see an open space
Bout take, the throne
Been plotting and skeemin while I'm gettin blown
Lonely stoner, don't know where I'm headed
My momma swear she don't know where I fucking get it
I'm still sippin even tho I'm leaning hard
Mixing shrooms with the zanny bars
And I don't ever wanna over doze
But these drugs always seems to find me and hold me close
Feelin lost In a daze
Working hard even on my off days
Never off cuz I'm always on
Gone but I'm always home
My brain on a vackay
Still smoking on the gateway
Swear I'm tryna put it down
But the kush and purple always seem to
Make the perfect sound
Swear I might not tryna put it down
Cop a pound