Rise Above
I got a motor baby, smoke, puffin, stickin on me job
But instead, they hatin on what i been doing
Having conversations, in my face,
Bout what i should do for em
But ive a doobie rolled, and im dropin weed on em
Packin my bags, looks like im staying for weeks
But be gone in the morning, if the flight is private
Wes probablys aboard it, you see it, you like it?
I can probably afford it,
If niggas really felt so tight in the way and bout the shit im doing
You picked a crazy time to start letting me now
Cause jealousy and envy, thats a trick for mostly bitches
Not a man so you aint one if you letting it show
Cause the moneys like the weed, how we letting it grow
And i aint holding on to shit, im letting it go
Started smoking now we
All in the paper plane
All in the paper plane
All of us getting payed