In a year two baby I'll be driving Mercedes
I got it all planned out and it's driving me crazy
When the weed run out I break down a little eighties
I wanna make my momma proud hope my father don't hate me
All this pressure finna make me go insane
I told my brother don't worry we gone make it through the pain
I got bad habits and I prolly ain't gone change
But I try everyday everyday
Focus on a bitch man I'm focused on the money
Why the fuck you say you love me you ain't getting nothing from me
Don't you ever act like you above me
In the end we all die we ain't nothing
Shit ain't been the same in a minute
I remember talking bout it now I live it
And you gotta go and get it
Take a risk jump in it
And don't you lie to me baby
Will you ride for me
I mean honestly
I just want some loyalty
Lemme roll my weed
I can't even roll in peace
Why you fold on me
I guess that's how it be
In a year two baby I'll be driving Mercedes
I got it planned out and it's driving me crazy
When the weed run out I break down a little eighties
I wanna make my momma proud hope my father don't hate me
Yeah I'm destined for this life I know my father ain't with me
He rather have an affair, or even fuck up his kidney
He sipping on apple juice, but really it was some whiskey
Yeah I was just a youngin with a big dream in my city
Boston that's the set, I know my brothers one-fifty
Remember when I was broke, but now I'm counting up fifties
I moved away from the fam, but sometimes I feel guilty
I feel like I can't think its just my mind tripping
Gas on the pedal even though my mind shifting
I think I popped too much molly I'm in a time difference
I swear I pray for my bro, facing a life sentence
In a year two baby I'll be driving Mercedes
I got it all planned out and it's driving me crazy
When the weed run out I break down a little eighties
I wanna make my momma proud hope my father don't hate me
I only got one shot ima out it in his head
Smoking like a cuban we don't talk to the feds
When I was born my father was in the feds
I know he loved me, I ducked the feds
Better than anybody
Pablo catch me, dead or alive
I feel like tony
The world is mine
Pinky and the Brain
My little bitch, down with me
She love Bobby like Whitney
Its Da Water Boi I ain't in the dope game
My niggas got plenty guns
And they run the dope game
I'm a monster, spitting like Godzilla
In a year two baby I'll be driving Mercedes
I got it all planned out and it's driving me crazy
When the weed run out I break down a little eighties
I wanna make my momma proud hope my father don't hate me