1000 Blunts

(Hold tight, hold tight) (you did good, $lick)

(It's a smash!) (I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine)

(Hold tight, hold tight)

(I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine)

(Hold tight, hold tight)

(I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine)

(Hold tight, hold tight)

(I'm noticing the mine, I'm noticing the mine)

Yo, light that cigarette, I'm trippin'

Ash it on my bitches

Taking my dose, I never skip it

Still in my hood up pistol gripping

Still got a hundred blunts

Got that Bape up in my cup

Still with a bitch in the cut

Who stay with my dick in her guts, yeah

Wetto the king of the Grey

Self-park, I don't fuck with valet, sheesh

Private jet, fuck a delay

Went to Paris and back in a day

Okay, no I'm never okay

Bitch, stop asking

Came up, supported my family

Just for that they should give me a Grammy, uh

Running and ducking the slammer, uh

Thinking 'bout cocking the hammer

The lights, the glitter, the glamour, uh

None of this shit even matters

None of this shit made me happy

Wound up in rehab instead of a casket

Locking me up and they had the rooms padded

Made a straight jacket my fashion

Ruby da motherfucker Grim Reapin', I'm undercover

Soul seeking, I found another bitch who's thinkin' that I'm her lover, no

Reason I keep on shruggin'

Blunt is cashed, let's keep 'em comin'

Only weed keeps me from buggin' and from seekin' out more destruction

I'm a pro at self-doubt, but I doubt I'll ever know

That these bitches want me to fly 'em out

Just because I upped the glow

All these fuckboys wanna be me, but they keep it on the low

And talk shit about me and my cousin while we're thumbin' through our dough

All this fame is such a curse, sometimes I wish I was a ghost

Watch me raise the fucking dead next time I'm on stage at a show

Haunted (haunted), haunted (haunted)

Haunted (haunted), haunted (haunted)

Haunted, haunted, I can't escape my mind

It's like I'm doing time, all the time

Exhausted, lost it, just one little line

Have this talk with God all the time, yeah

Haunted, haunted, I can't escape my mind

It's like I'm doing time all the time

Exhausted, lost it, just one little line

Have this talk with God all the time, yeah

(All the time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah)

(All- All the time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah- time, yeah)