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Hey, man, am I driving okay? I think we're parked, man Shit I'm in the compound, high as giraffe pussy Set free, you know Uh, I'm on gas like DP Five-hour session, got enough for a EP Touch down on the West Side Kush God style, ain't nothin' like free weed Six hours on commercial but if feel a little faster if you flyin' on G3 High def DZA, right, I'm livin' life in 3D Mmm, gosh, I'm lit Kiss the sky, thank God for this Alexander Wang on my Goddess fits Stay laced and anonymous All-day I'm smokin' personals, little steak and some Merlot Stay dripped in the Burg though Shit, the freezer where the birds go My favorite lady is a Virgo I got a Turkey Bag stashed in my Yeezy box Emergency option if I need some pot In a safe place 'case the deeds come stop Do the speed limit whether we got P's or not Uh huh, I made it through, I had you ponderin' SongtexteI just checked out of the Mondrian The pack touched down, it's the comments when laidback with a ganja grin Ha ha ha Ballin' in public but flyin' private Me and [?] on the low higher than a bitch though Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics Ballin' in public but flyin' private Me and [?] on the low higher than a bitch though Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics Backwoods, doobies lit, chick with a doobie in the woods Get all that money back, yeah, that's movie shit Pardon I, I ain't Schoolboy but this groovy shit Pardon you, watch where you steppin', yeah, this Louis shit Smoke DZA, SP the Ghost smoke that gooey shit Cross us, you gon' be the nigga that shit Uzi hits My nigga DZA sayin', "Riiiight" Shoot with my left, I was never right Dope boy? Yeah, I love the dope Pot head? Yeah, I love to smoke Montana? Yeah, I love the coke Laughin' hard? Yeah, I love to joke Eatin' clean? Yeah, I love the plants Six shooters? Yeah, I love to dance Murder rappers? Yeah, I love the chance Grindin' hard because I love the fans What up? Why you think they call me Ghost? He's heroine, why you think they call me dope? Righteous nigga, why you think they call me pope? (I am) Sayin' less, why you think I get the most? Ballin' in public but flyin' private Me and [?] on the low higher than a bitch though Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics Ballin' in public but flyin' private Me and [?] on the low higher than a bitch though Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics Woke up in a hotel, a bunch of narcotics (Woke up) You call me in the hood if you wanted exotic (Call me) Married to the ghetto, fell in love with the projects (Love) Get fly every day, chances are I'ma die fresh Wide awake since I did my deal, I do not rest (I'm up) I talked to Nas, tried to invest in the Gaup stretch Maybach in the gutter, that's the car that the cops press Your man died young, type of shit hard to digest (It's hard) This shit is such a humblin' process That Rollie ain't real, nigga, let's take a watch test (Come here) I come from the field where them niggas apply pres' (Pres') Sure as I ever been, you hate me but God bless Tryna play the game but you ain't got no cards left I be all over your bitch lips like Carmex Ordered all the Henny, tell 'em no more at the bar left (No more) Air Max and pennies, padded go by the armrest I just got a chain and a watch to charm next Brand new dope out, we let your aunt test Don't let this shit get out of context I don't see competition, know this shit ain't no contest (I don't see 'em) Monkey bars, I'm doin' park sess Shoot, won every game but you ain't got the heart yet (Game) Shut your mouth, you do not get to talk yet Mad at the juice bar, they ain't got no bark left Ballin' in public but flyin' private Me and [?] on the low higher than a bitch though Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics Ballin' in public but flyin' private Me and [?] on the low higher than a bitch though Lookin' for the answers and you know I got it Passenger ride, might let my bitch drive it Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the money pilin' and it's not a problem Started out hustlin' with a couple of dollars Now the car's hella options, smokin' exotics The Compound Aus Songtexte Mania