Grace

[Intro] One more time Got some hoes Got some hoes that read between the lines I-, yeah Got some hoes that read between the lines I like smoking weed, I like that I dream like three year old Got my-, I like- Yeah, yeah [Chorus] I got some hoes that read between the lines I like smoking weed, I like that, I dream like three year old With my diamond teeth, I don't need no bitch to hold me down I got more to see, got myself, I focus on me now No more monsters swarmin' round [Verse 1] DMT hit like a pound It's my momma turn, let me strike some rule, and you a fool Are you down to burn? Are you-are you down to hold it too? Are you down to learn? All my niggas known was Chattanoo' Hand me down the shirt, I come from, I come from Where you goin'? Where them bitches at? Where them bitches at? Is that your Henn'? Let me finish that Hoe, you know I'm good as granny food, bring my nigga back Rockm, don't you down that 100 proof, we just chillin', Jack Got 'em poppin' on a new terrain, on them bitches face I could fuck her, flip her, to a Benz with my better rims They don't make no fuckin' picket line, for your cuz & nem You might catch me prayin' for some Js, for some better rims [Chorus] I got some hoes that read between the lines I like smoking weed, I like that, I dream like three year old With my diamond teeth, I don't need no bitch to hold me down I got more to see, got my sapphire 'focals on me now No more monsters swarmin' round No more monsters swarmin' round [Verse 2] And just a reminder, regardless, you know you're special, yeah So fuck the Matrix, the ponties, and phony vessels, yeah We are the 'niners, we brought you a bowl for breakfast, yeah I'm glad your offer, it's often like sacrificial, yeah And oh my God, it's a God, I should never 'fessed it, yeah Like can you call me, I'm fallin', I need a blessin', yeah I never heard ya, I'm worried, I think you're human, yeah I see you bleedin', you need me, I never knew ya, but But bust it wide, when you visit me Hoe, at least you know that it's Rashad over everything Now I got the world, but I was fine with some Dairy Queen I might fuck her, flip her, it's a line 'till they bury me Guess what happened on that new terrain, in the better place I can't choose between this medicine and some better friends Thought we found the truth, but then we lost all the evidence Hold my Gucci, baby, don't get lost in the Edison Baby, Gucci, baby, hol' up [Outro] I like to smoke Medicine, man Lost, everything Lost, Edison I like to smoke