The Sand (Intro)

Money, sex and drugs I know she like that Rock and roll on a road to get it right back Smoking ounces of green I'm finna night cap Dreaming about the green I'm finna cash out Wake up it's time to get to the bands now Travel to the moon and then I land down Trapping with your goons and then you crash out Over shit that ya'll probably going to laugh about Shit crazy man Niggas hate the game Never ever used to talk to my neighbors man Walk outside colder than a mother fucker Niggas probably mad that a young nigga made it man I ain't even made shit Still grindin' every day Just so I can live Still on the same shit Nothing changed but the years Still trynna make bills just so I can chill And break bread with my niggas And take you to To the ocean and chill you know She say I'm physical I'm riding slow smoking weed with my eyes dozed Fuck rap I flow harder than a rhinestone Nigga I can just relax and kill nine songs Quick as hell watch me switch up time zones Swift as hell I be moving with mine gone Try and kiss shit ah baby I'm on [Fade Out]