My f**ing belly looks like pudding I just need to find some luck, it Seems I need to get a f** in But I don't really know something I don't totally s** in But then came rap And the real W was back On track with the homies and the girls in the back Seat, my 9-5 is f**ing up beats and im proud of it Not 9am but pm im too loud for it The weed is too loud too Gotta say yo girl looks like she want some W But I ain't giving out sh** Cause in the past that came out sh** I was sh**faced with the way people come and hate But then came the wait for a better life A better sight, girls with better thighs Better hips better lips And a better face Better b'jays, she gets off at 8 So I pick her up in my ford Pa** some billboards I will one day be on She will see oh She spilled some drank on the keyboard But she'll get ignored Because im in trance with the music We ain't never losing Hope Or dope for that matter I threw the bag at her And she rolled till we pa**ed out Then I smoked till the lighter's ga**ed out But sometimes im bored of all the smoking Thinking bout the things I could be if I'd be working No joking that sh** Is poking I left her choking, and soaking In the bath thub We did drugz nothing is provoking That's right and we might roll another one, nothing's granted Except the good vibes, and the disappointment when we landing Cause we love to be above the clouds, never proud of what we chanting The music got us so high it must be enchanted It must be enchanted Ayo and I want to be the numbero uno Im wit the homies and we see nothing cuz the fumo