Lyrics Blow - Bpace

Rolled up weed but my wrist on snow
She don't want addies, but the bih do coke
Got a few kids so she hit that pole
Money coming in, got a big bankroll
Niggas is fake, but I stand 10 toes
Snakes in the grass so I keep it real low
Lights, camera, action, my life like blow
Came from the mud, still got my soul
R.I.P. Pimp, real screwed up click
Move to the A, opp keep chopstick
Might start a moshpit, ball, Ron Artest
No fight club, but I keep Brad Pitt
Got Tired of the south, so I moved out west
Soon as I get up I gotta invest
Everyday prayed up, Thank God I'm blessed
Real pressure over here, them pounds gotta stretch
Spend 16 (hundred) just to make 4k,
Hit WhatsApp, where I make them plays
R.I.P. La Tone 5k in a day
Feeling like Weezy, that Dedication
Love my baby momma but I can't do both
Rockstar shit I'ma legend fasho
My city counting on me like a president poll
Lungs start hurting, gotta quit them joes
So much stress, but I keep it low
Life get toxic, but I stay on go
Sharing memes, but I ain't no Troll
Love my bih, ain't talking Keisha Cole
Got good brain, yeah I want that throat
Yeah I need a lamb, but I want that ghost
Stay ducked off, I ain't tryna post
Stay in the cut thuggin' with my bros