I'm somewhere on the rooftop, howling at the moon They loving how I croon, I'm in and outta tune Higher than noon, baggie full of shrooms Pouring beer from the growler in the goblets of my goons I'm somewhere on the rooftop, howling at the moon They loving how I croon, I'm in and outta tune Higher than noon, baggie full of shrooms Pouring beer from the growler in the goblets of my goons The scale need cleaning The light pole leaning The fiends still fiending Life with no meaning Is the biggest threat to reason I come from the sticks Anything opposite is treason The family's been weakened The young folks is tweekin The widows are weeping, cheating with the deacons Every other weekend, it's frequent, indecent Stay out the people's way, don't wanna end up in the precinct... damn I'm somewhere on the rooftop, howling at the moon They loving how I croon, I'm in and outta tune Higher than noon, baggie full of shrooms Pouring beer from the growler in the goblets of my goons I'm somewhere on the rooftop, howling at the moon They loving how I croon, I'm in and outta tune Higher than noon, baggie full of shrooms Pouring beer from the growler in the goblets of my goons Doggin up the whip took the shit for granted Spunt few grands on a mechanic Kept the lights on up at Atlantic They didn't pick the right songs, we was left stranded Never got offended, didn't panic, we went independent When it wasn't trending, we done ran the gamut Now ya back on our nuts, no banana hammock Receding hairline but the roof panoramic We done up and done it, coolest on the fuckin planet My baby cookin' turkey bacon and the pan's ceramic After all these years, she still can get it like Susan Sarandon Fix a salad with the vinaigrette balsamic I'm somewhere on the rooftop, howling at the moon They loving how I croon, I'm in and outta tune Higher than noon, baggie full of shrooms Pouring beer from the growler in the goblets of my goons I'm somewhere on the rooftop, howling at the moon They loving how I croon, I'm in and outta tune Higher than noon, baggie full of shrooms Pouring beer from the growler in the goblets of my goons Sugar daddy status, chillin with the baddest Chick with the fattest ass, that's established This side the Mason Dixon line, above the average I'm a savage, but today I'm on my Mack shit Cadillac whip legit, no going backwards Forward thinking baby, everything is factual No rush, the truth will come gradual The game ain't explained and this ain't no manual I'm somewhere on the rooftop, howling at the moon They loving how I croon, I'm in and outta tune Higher than noon, baggie full of shrooms Pouring beer from the growler in the goblets of my goons I'm somewhere on the rooftop, howling at the moon They loving how I croon, I'm in and outta tune Higher than noon, baggie full of shrooms Pouring beer from the growler in the goblets of my goons From Milledgeville to Louisville Your Ville is my Ville Know what I'm talking bout East coast to West Coast Show to show Flow to flow Hey man, handcuff your ho Cause you already know how it goes (that's on the low) Aye yeah We gon' keep doing this thang Album after album Song after song Flow after flow Padron keep hitting these buttons We gon' keep doing it like it's nuthin' Know what I'm saying Or sumthin'