[Intro: Stevie Bucks]
Stress got me living harder than yesterday
Smoke a lot of weed though
[Verse 1: Stevie Bucks]
Its ya boy, the gee, G5
I stay flyer than the fly on the G5
I stay high than my ride
Seen a sweet pie
Talk a lot of sh**, cause my money don't fit in my Levi's
Tomorrow ain't promised so you know I'm getting high
Trying to free time
And freeze time, in the meantime
Its cream time, see its cheese time
Winning cause the beans doing Charlie Sheen lines
n***as rap about the streets, but they never seen crime
Street rude, police is like the mean kind
sh**, so I'm crossing my T's
And keep an eye on the thin line
Between love and hate, good and bad, ups and downs keep me balanced
You can't win if you don't try, you don't cry, its no challenge
Don't try cause you'll vanish
Type to preach the word, but I'll take you off this atlas
I'm a real n***a, field n***a working hard
I threw away the football, started working hard
On the block johnny's f**ing, I was grinding raw
Just thinking back how I needed it
And thinking back, sh** I need it to
So that's our way to get by the law, ooh's and ahh's
sh**
[Verse 2: Stevie Bucks]
Yo yo, thinking back when I was blind as f**
I could still see clear but my eyes was shut
I could still see years and my time is up
But do I give up the game or do I grind it up
Wind it up
Back to the future where it kinda s**s
But I can still blow trees so I'm kinda up
Thinking back when I was broke I was kinda up
Cause I can still buy foods and kinda stuff
Started off with the china puff
The iron is stuffed, back to the china sweet
And I'm just trying to live my dreams so I'm never sleeping
I want it bad, I want it fast and I'm still eating
My money flip like a kid that's still beating
After thirteen, in a month, like four weekends
I'm the reason why these rappers sounding more descent
I'm crazy, ask my dad
Go Steven
Go steven
I said go Steven
I said go steven