Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel Know that shit'll get real in that city of steel Hotel smoked out I ain't going nowhere Leaving in the morning Cleaning lady picking up roaches, so she don't care How I move so player? G Pen, mid-air High school I was getting high Teacher say I was going nowhere Now I'm worth millions that's the worst feeling Said fuck a job bought the building All these fake niggas where the real ones First-class no shoes, young nigga I got no rules 6'1", no roof, go hard won't lose And you know the truth, I got more to do Already made history once Fuck I'm supposed to do? Big bag, no seeds Yeah I rap and I grow weed When you this great, niggas don't hate It's about dollars so it can't wait Break down the gas roll another one Puff one J, roll my brother one Already stoned and I'm almost home If you high then you know where I'm coming from KK feel it all in my lungs, one puff damn got me going numb Everywhere I go niggas want some (Damn, man let me get some of that shit) No, high all day I ain't coming down Take two pulls then it's going round Since a young nigga I been blowing pounds Always in the sky I ain't on the ground Jump in the ride about to blow a cone Niggas at the crib so I'm solo Take this half-ounce to the dome Smoke this hash out of the bong Don't choke don't pass out until the morning In the club throwing cash out 'til it close And I stay with the pack on any coast KK cut down to a clone Gameday touchdown Randy Moss Say we just ran out so we getting more We gone smoke 'til we ain't got anymore Don't just roll one roll plenty more