Rise Above (feat. Pharrell)

You want it dog, from seeing me go so hard

I got a motor baby, smoke, puffin, stickin on me job

But instead, they hatin on what i been doing

Having conversations, in my face,

Bout what i’ should do for em

But i’ve a doobie rolled, and i’m dropin weed on em

Packin my bags, looks like i’m staying for weeks

But be gone in the morning, if the flight is private

Wes probablys aboard it, you see it, you like it?

I can probably afford it,

If niggas really felt so tight in the way and bout the shit i’m doing

You picked a crazy time to start letting me now

Cause jealousy and envy, that’s a trick for mostly bitches

Not a man so you ain’t one if you letting it show

Cause the moneys like the weed, how we letting it grow

And i aint holding on to shit, i’m letting it go

Started smoking now we

All in the paper plane

All in the paper plane

All of us getting payed