Smokin' Section

[Intro] Ayo, I never had common sense But I had enough sense to calm my ass down and make my dollars stretch Yeah [Verse 1] Uh, ayo, I never had common sense But I had enough sense to calm my ass down and make my dollars stretch I'm like basketball to net how I make it all connect Move strong so the funds I collect come correct when the boss nigga check ya If you don't come from the set, I don't respect ya Better yet, jump on a jet and give them checks up I never give nothin' less than my best You can tell by the way that I'm dressed Grey bottom and my dreads always fresh Smoke so much, I swear that I'm blessed Know so much, I swear I'm a genius And I'm K-Oing niggas, we ain't callin' it even Spent too much time online, I'm with your broad for the evening She a big ol' freak, I pull it out and she eat it [Verse 2] You might think I got time to kill 'cause I'm so real Lot of niggas I could've checked this year, but I'ma chill I ain't gotta tell that they fake, in time, it will When it come to being certified, I'm signed and sealed Signed a deal since I was 16, I been gettin' cream A young nigga smokin' weed like it's nicotine Made my own scene If that's your girl, then why she kick it with the whole team? Smoke the whole thing Eyes hella low, never tried, then you'll never know Young Khalifa flows so incredible Off of six joints and a edible I don't write it down, it ain't legible Professional from the head to toe Big vegetables, we ain't smokin' no oregano Never pedal slow, we just catch and go And when I'm finished with this shit, it's gon' be set in stone A real king, before I'm done, I'll have to get a throne Better know as the nigga killin' every fuckin' verse And puttin' rappers in a hearse And when you do it like me, niggas see your blessings as a curse But, shit, I could be doing worse [Outro] Fuck y'all