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