[Verse 1: Jay Spade]
Pocket full of Swishers, chillin' on the block
Watching out for cops in the Impala tryna get us
Sky's getting darker, my eyes getting redder
Babymomma drama got a n***a fed up, forget her
My mind state is mozzarella, cheddar, cheese
At the end of the that's what I need
In order to feed my seed, in order for me to be
A better man and achieve my dreams, I see
The past in the rear view
Better to leave it behind than keep it near you
Either way gotta be careful
Cause when you least expect, the past comes back to reveal you, Uh
And I ain't saying I got secrets..
Nah, I'm just saying I got demons
[Bridge]
Some say they could walk in my Jordan XII's
You better think to yourself before you put your feet in, Uh
Y'all better stop sleeping
'fore the reaper starts reaping
Tell these b**hes stop scheming
Cause you ain't smoking with me if you ain't throw no weed in
[Verse 2: Jay Spade]
Posted on the corner, tryna make some bucks
Puffin' on a blunt, with the aroma of a stoner
Very few friends, I'm a bit of a loner
Cause all these hard times made my heart a little colder
The boulder on my shoulder's getting heavier with everyday
Plus when I ask for sunshine all I get is rain
And when I ask God why? He don't reply
So when I cry my middles finger's up to the sky, Uh
I realize through the heart-aches and hardships
That I could make the pain go away with a bong rip
*Hits Bong* Then I, forget the nonsense
It's me against gravity, I wonder what the odds is
All these feelings that I regress, got me depressed
In this world full of demons
[Bridge]
Some say they could walk in my Jordan XII's
You better think to yourself before you put your feet in, Uh
Y'all better stop sleeping
'fore the reaper starts reaping
Tell these b**hes stop scheming
Cause you ain't smoking with me if you ain't throw no weed in