Polyurthane

Let's boogie

Hip hop, whassup

So, me and my crew decide to hit up a party

When we got to the joint it had already started

I had some food with me from Boston Market

Save for after Mary Jane because I already sparked it

Then we parked the car, as I opened the door

Some honeys in the driveway passed out on the floor

It's a mixed-race crowd, everybody's segregatin'

I can't dance cause all these people steady hatin'

I'm a groove cause I'm smooth, I be doing my thing

But I hate being around when niggas wanna bang

Then the fight break out and it's one of them gangs

Acting like they manufactured, identical, the same

Niggas can't fight and revert to the flame

Blew his brains out from not using his brain

It's so insane how we put ourselves to shame

If the government could, they'd have all us niggas detained

Life is but a dream and I'm high

These haters on a lower level nigga I'm high

These hoes be tryna roll but baby I'm high

These niggas tryna smoke it but I'm already high

Is you high? (Now roll it up)

Cause I'm high (I light it up)

And he high (I take a puff)

And she shy (Let's snort a sniff)

And we high (I shoot it up)

And we high (Let's take a sip)

And we high (Cause we high)

And we high (Wait, what happened next?)

He got a '96 Volvo, it's the year of '96

Slangin' out his trunk, he had about 90 kicks

Bought a MPC which had about 90 kicks

Flipped the drug money for studio, composed 90 hits

He wanted it all, he's an almighty kid

Got a girl, chasin' girls, such a greedy grimy kid

Stole from his family, rockin' all the hand-me's

Always got his hand out, can't somebody hand me

My childhood back cause I'm runnin' on the line

And the line's runnin' flat but my rhyme's soundin' fat

So I'll survive off that, born and raised in the trap

It's a rap when I rap so it's a wrap

Piggie in a blanket, house arrest flow

Like the brace around my anklet, fundraiser spirit

Welcome to my fucking banquet, well it costs to be a boss

So don't think I don't pay shit, if it's odd it don't make sense

I'm in the middle of the money like Malcolm

Because I work hard, working hard is how come

I don't be focused on the outcome

Cause I'm the bullets cocked and your child out

Go to high school going to college I'm high

Getting my education expectations so high

Head's in the clouds with Mellowhype rollin' by

Burger in my bag with a large extra fry

Cause I'm high (Roll it up)

And he high (We lit it up)

And we high (Oh, we smoked it up)

And she shy (Bitch, let's take a sniff)

But she bi (We took a stiff)

Oh my God (Wait, what the fuck?)

She like girls (Oh, shit)

So do I (There go the cops)