POPPA $mURF

Rollin' my weed and I'm fried Outside, like I cannot stand inside I'm a man with pride Discuss as not such, it's like "Damn, he lied" 'Member I ain't f*ck for five months Now my slut got the ass of a phantom size OTG, so I'm lowkey, but I know you wanna pull out yo camera, right Know you sit and just fantasize, think shit sweeter than Fanta, right Giving gifts like I'm Santa, but who gon' check on the man when the man ain't alright Cougar bitch with the angel eyes Don't remember my R&B fling? Like what happened Sat on a flat mattress, now when I call it ain't no ring Never really speaking on that, 'cause I don't really weep when it pass I ride in a jeep with a freak, just last week And I got what I seek, that's increasing the bag Some niggas see me? Prolly mad Those the ones that I see and just laugh Treat you like a number, now the ones I'm focused on, the ones you see on the dash, or the tag Feel me, niggas try to play you out You just gotta get your money up, not your funny up It's a cliché but, sometimes it's a cliche 'cause niggas know what the f*ck they talkin' bout It's always some bullshit, though, 'cause I pray the cops don't pull me over, I hope they don't see I ain't sober Locked or a ticket for bullshit, I just got my funds up Pay them? Bitch it's over Ain't tripping, could always be worse 'Cause some niggas get robbed for they worth Other niggas get prints on a shirt Ain't tryna piss in a can, I'm uplifted 'cause I been the shit since the birth Yeah, Papa Smurf, I get blues 'til I'm blue in the face My influence too fluent today Yeah it's true that I'm true to the game Got impact like it's glue on the name Yeah I'm speaking that shit and it stick Free Kush, he got locked for more than a blick It was about what he did with that shit And I was with bro everyday, I ain't say he my shooter, kept bro out the way Just tryna get paid, ducking small figures, exploring new ways Knowing my name, city to city they knowin' my name Oh you a lame, that is nothing I can put on my name