Uh, rolling up the grass, living better than them n*ggas
That I used to look up to, I can show you how to come up
Yeah, I came up from the gutter to a condo out in Hollywood
Where the weather's good and the parties always popping up or
Somebody be dropping off some trees
I mean I got enough to go around everything for the free so you ain’t gotta
Smoke with me and my homies down to go at any one town and get this paper
I swear ain’t nobody do me no favours
Twisting up the medicine, sh*tting on my competition
Easy part’s forgetting, but the hardest part’s to try forgiving
N*ggas for mistaking me, or thinking I was the one to wait up on
Cause I was young thought I was dumb
N*gga, what you made’s a photographic memory
Now look at my wife, she got a pornographic figure
And my autograph is bigger to your nieces and your nephews
Than yours ever was not to mention your n*ggas
You caught ‘em repping Taylor Gang with us

I see TMZ cameras, paparazzi taking pictures
I spark up a J and ask ‘em if they wanna take one with us
Made man, ain’t nobody make a n*gga
‘Bout to book a flight to Vegas, tryna take one with us
You n*ggas too small dawg, me I’m thinking bigger
Critics comment on how I’m smoking weed and drinking liquor
Or how I was nominated, but not the winner
But you should start counting up on how much I made this year

Yeah n*gga, I’m up in the air, n*gga
And the sh*t that I got on cost some money to wear, n*gga
Owner of the team, I ain’t even a player, n*gga
Four hours up, n*ggas ain’t caring now it’s getting dark for you n*ggas
It ain't even fair, n*gga
Blowing hella dank, I mean so much I think it’s growing out my hair
The weed is in the jar, the grinder is over there