WHAT DOES IT MAKE ME

Yeah, that right, that right
That right, that right
Let's go, yeah

Waking up and it's already darkness
A stoner way of living (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Went from slanging the E's in the park
Now I'm penthouse living (yeah)

I ain't never questioning my dawg
That's my brother, so I'm with him (ooh)
Yeah, police wish they found a firearm
But I keep the tool hidden (the tool hidden)
Waking up, I'm feeling like I done this before
Them guns in the war (got them guns)
Headlines, someone see they son on the floor (that right)
Lung full of crow while I run from the law (run)

I get that shit, this ain't no fun anymore (ain't no fun)
Guns galore when you come from the four (choo-choo)
You never know if that's a friend or a foe (you never know, no)
Why they all pretend? I don't know
When they ask me how this shit is
Gonna end, I don't know (I don't know)

We don't treat the time like it's linear (nah)
She just love the stars in my interior (interior)
She tell me the vibe is superior, gone
Every time I'm high, I'm finna hit her up (go, gone)
I front on that shit, she know I switch it up
Reaching for my nuts, she see my blicky tucked (grr)
How is it a life if you don't live it up? (How?)
She know I'm a stoner, I don't need a lot

What does it make me? (What does it make me?)
All day trapping, tryna find my Lizzy, yeah
Hitting my line, but I'm way too busy, yeah
Even when I'm in your city
What does it make me? (What does it make me?)
What does it make me?
If I don't hit her with the love and the healing
She too cold, now she got a thug in his feelings

(What does it make me? What does it make me?)
All day trapping, tryna find my Lizzy, yeah
Hitting my line, but I'm way too busy, yeah
Even when I'm in your city
(What does it make me? What does it make me?)
If I don't hit her with the love and the healing
She too cold, now she got a thug in his feelings
(What does it make me? What does it make me?)