Meet in center city for the nightlife
But I was still 19, I was still 19
We smoke bowls in the backyard
And I would tell you my pipe dreams
Like how you scared of heights when
Grew up in the mountains
Daddy ain't been 'round since
Lunch in the nose bleeds
One trip the groceries
Unzip the proceeds
Light the blunt on the stove when your mom gone
Tell me put my new songs on your iPhone
Now you 25 where the time gone
Fuck it I just wanna smoke...
Call me when you make it in I know you good nigga
I might just pull up in a crown I'm still a hood nigga
And you ain't even gotta say I know what's good witcha
My God, call me when you make it in I know you good nigga
I might just pull up in a crown I'm still a hood nigga
And you ain't even gotta say I know what's good witcha
Call me when you make it in I know you good nigga
I might just pull up in a crown I'm still a hood nigga
And you ain't even gotta say I know what's good witcha
