It could have a happy ending, or it might go down
I'm not a rapper, but I'm sure feeling like one now
And they could smell it homie, Raz tell em homie
A ninjas too dope, they telling on me
It's black umbrella brodie or die and be hella lonely
This is real music while the labels selling phonies
Why they hatin' at the back of the crowd, why ain't nobody told em it's that Raz and Lachow?
Skylar just came with a gram of that loud
I put the, dro in the swisher and pass it around
I'm riding, through the town yelling out to everybody I'm
Sa-a-a-a-a-a-ammy lachow
And this Raz yo, I can be an asshole
I'm a gangster but I don't let my flag show
People usually have talent or they have dough
What the fuck they gone do cause we have both??
Don't it feel good to wake up and be in my shoes
Pay dues and make moves
I don't know about you
But
We just wanna do x2
We just wanna do what makes us happy
It's not cream Raz, it's not speed Raz
It's just bud Raz, hit the weed Raz
I know I used to sell it but I don't need that
I'm looking for lovely ladies for team Raz
You always tell me to take care of myself
You sittin, cool on the couch while I embarrass myself
I'm trippin, different dudes run around making different moves
Listen to the hype I bet I know who they gone pick and choose
Duh, Sammy you know I follow different rules
Just please don't sniff and snooze
And try not to sip on too many different bru's
When some of these woman choose then they get confused
I'm not the type to throw a fit after losing my poker chips
I'm broke as shit but I got some weed and tobacco so roll a spliff
There's a hustle in the AM that none of us hope to miss
Raz is yelling out the window like support your local pimp!