Nickel for my thoughts, dimes in my bed. Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head.
Havin lunch and debatin Ferrari prices. 23 and goin through a midlife crisis.
Me and success are two things you don't wanna find yo ass between. Back against the wall like plasma screens.
Lookin back on it at least my pride is in tact cause we said no strings attached and I still got tied up in that
I'm allergic to coming in second but I never sneeze.
Too many times I’ve been wrong, I guess being right takes too long.