Living It

I just smoked a op pack I'm living it Pulled up to his hood and I ain't seen em since Took it to the grave because he lives in it Lost my brother young and I been spinning since They say I got the block hot Put a barrel on his nose it got em cockeyed Caught em overnight yea we cooked em like a crock pot Feds think that they got me hmm nah that is not I Smoking on his pack yea and it got me sky high Sky high like a rocket Blast off to the top and ain't no way that they gon stop me I got confidence but some would say that I am cocky I speak Espanol and lil mami call me papi And I be splashing her Caught the sloppy while I'm driving almost crashed the car Got a 26 on her head cause I'm no lacking boy Yea I heard he sold his soul so we gon tax that boy Yea he thought the score was even till they add it up What's the score I can't count it's high Stepping with the demons sending angels to the sky Heard ya bro was up there I can help you give high fives Caught you staring you should never look a killer in his eyes I just smoked a op pack I'm living it Pulled up to his hood and I ain't seen em since Took it to the grave because he lives in it Lost my brother young and I been spinning since They say I got the block hot Put a barrel on his nose it got em cockeyed Caught em overnight yea we cooked em like a crock pot Feds think that they got me, hmm nah that is not I Smoking on his pack yea and it got me sky high jump jump Shooting got em dancing If I bring that comet then I bet that boy be prancer Put a hollow in his socket I feel like a ghetto Santa And I left his mom a present put his name right on a panda This that good gas (cough, cough) Keep it in my pocket what's a book bag Said he had a life now he a stone in grass you look at hop up off that porch you gotta earn it ain't no hood pass Said you wanted work then find a kitchen you could cook at Whip it up Damn this trap is hot You act like a fiend whenever ops run in the spot We can't have no witness they still put you in a box We gon up the score then go tell ya moms to pick a plot I just smoked a op pack I'm living it Pulled up to his hood and I ain't seen em since Took it to the grave because he lives in it Lost my brother young and I been spinning since They say I got the block hot Put a barrel on his nose it got em cockeyed Caught em overnight yea we cooked em like a crock pot Feds think that they got me, hmm nah that is not I Smoking on his pack yea and it got me sky high