Cant Help It

Another blunt up in my hand cause I can't help it Ooter blowing smoke I breath it in just like a breath Spending all this cash on what I wrote I hate this gas a nigga smoke Just got me thinking stop relieving all the Stress Biscotti buzz this ain't a light year Have a slight fear Scared my family will be stuck cause it ain't nice here The money short like 5"2 brodie slide through Pick me up let's book a Chevy from this vibe too We broke but still like nice things That's what life brings He ain't grounded he just fly with overpriced rings Take hits but we gone fight through Just like mike do No Tyson fights cause karma strapped up like a dyke to Beaming 010 Wayne double cup boy you leaning Can't get a pass drop the A you ain't Stephen Smith brodie copped from the west need a cleaning Spliff bitch I'm copping the best so I'm steaming Yea Music I'm love it Dreaming cost a lot I guess we staying over budget Partying is cool but money chasing makes me dub it Ma I need a Genie lamp I steady pray before I rub it Need camo to sneak up on your wishes shoot for stars we keeping ammo Envying my heart they see me winning is the plan tho Got no foreign cars but speed in hoopties like a lambo Hot so now he showing his true colors through the tan bro Friends be steady lying bout there fam If I'm your brother nigga treat me like I am You be taking flicks and steady pull to the functions You ain't put up shit but you be fronting like you did Music is my gift but what you doing nigga nothing Leave it in the past but you ain't moving like I live You ain't moving like I did You still moving like a kid you would hate to loose ya life for shit you doing god forbid If you open cans of worms this shit get stupid lock the lid Heard these grudges hold you back so if you played me I forgive Another blunt up in my hand cause I can't help it Ooter blowing smoke I breathe it in when I be stressed Momma said it's bad for you hope You got to master your approach, but demons here just got me thinking I ain't blessed This woody harsh it's been a tough night This a rough life, scared the fake gone rip me or the drugs might I'm wishing like my birthday, as this verse plays Pray to god I could stop thinking in the worst ways I chose to go The cash route, what you mad bout I been working so they mad I when I don't cracc out I guess you ain't My True friend, just a loose end Can't be around for big investments and the new benz Lose me If you judge my Start You ain't with me in this hoopty Brodie said them perks be hard to swallow like the truth be Need a loyal chick a hoe who corny wouldn't suit me Far from Mickey Mouse but I know stories bout them goofies Talking hard but he a pussy where he stands Ain't scared to ball bitch I be cooking like Morant A blunt of runts up in my hand Cause I can't help it feeling through the pack cause I can't see there's nothing left Spending all this cash on what I tote I made this passage that wrote While smoking heavy za be beating up my chest Plus I be drunk no cup of ice cheers this is life here I be seeing momma struggle so I might tear make music and I'm nice too Like a slight few Raps a fact no this ain't something that I might do feel like this is the right thing See what life brings Kobe passed now I be tryna get them five rings The team will never sign too dotted line who independent Hella young but in my prime too dreaming fake friends Suck I don't trust how they scheming 010 Wayne double cup have you leaning smith Brodie copped from the west need a cleaning Spliff bitch I'm copping the best so I'm steaming yea