[Intro: Hozay Wavy]
(Uh, turn me down a little bit)
(Yeah)
[Hook: Hozay Wavy]
Made a promise to myself
Pray the lord I can't keep it
Riding round my city trying
Duck the reaper
I'm blowing stress away
I get lost in sativa
And i don't play no games
Set it off like Latifa
This is grinding season
[Verse 1: Hozay Wavy]
So many things that I want to say
Me and haters never could relate
I'm running this sh** like a relay
I never hang with any cheap skates
Sponsorship's come from that free base
Crack every time I lace beats
I got the persona of Jay-z
So politics never going to phase me
I'm blowing on gas
She twist up her face
While she twist up a eighth
Say the odor get her light headed
Couple shots then I might hit it
k** it like I want a life sentence
Shoot a movie like i'm spike with it
I'm back to myself
I'm back to myself
Yeah i'm back to myself
Twenty eight for the four hundred
Palma filled with the gas
Got my mind in a trance
Henny got her in her zone
Cash make her sell her soul
Praying on a n***a bank roll
No love for stank hoes
But we love what they do
[Hook: Hozay Wavy]
Made a promise to myself
Pray the lord I can't keep it
Riding round my city trying
Duck the reaper
I'm blowing stress away
I get lost in sativa
And i don't play no games
Set it off like Latifa
This is grinding season