Medicated

[Intro] You be anything you want Just keep going, going, gone, gone, gone It don't stop here nigga [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Back when I was young I had dreams of getting richer Then my homie Breeze set me down schooled me to the picture I was with some wild niggas put me on the game Told me if you tryin' to make your move you gotta know your lane homie All you got your name and your word so never break it For this life you pay a price you get a chance you gotta take it Cause most niggas never make it they stranded where I'm from Ain't no conversation all they understand is get a gun I was riding in my Bonneville hoping I could make it Out selling P’s and smoking weed avoiding police right up the street Way back in the day before I had all of this paper Before I had all of these diamonds, before I had all of these haters [Bridge: Wiz Khalifa] Now I remember when, I seen it and to me it was stuntin' I remember when, I bought it I ain't needed or nothing Always in a different state so now they label me a goner I ain't come up out of nowhere I'm from straight up off the corner Now everywhere we go, they probably know my name cause I been there Now everywhere we go, they said how much I spend when I'm in there And I'm throwing up my money for the ones who never made it Sayin' fuck the ones who hated, roll one up and celebrate [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] Now let's get medicated Man, let's get medicated Let's get medicated Man I'm hella faded Man, let's get medicated Let's get medicated Let's get medicated Man I'm hella faded I'm hella faded [Verse 2: Juicy J] Roll that weed up and smoke it Take your bitch home and poke it Juicy be gettin' so faded Thank God I got a chauffeur Only good cali bud Pulling hoes bad as fuck Just like a youngin' my nigga Juicy do all them drugs Niggas smoking that babbage weed I be on that light green Pop molly in the after hours A member of no sleep team Get a whole pound smoke it by myself Or maybe after Olympics with my homie Michael Phelps [Verse 3: Chevy Woods] You known I’m fresh up off that corner, twistin marijuana They copy us, they clone us Yeah we so fly we owners Got acting like they been before But they ain't never been at all 8 balls I was in the hall Ain't have time to fuck with y'all Champagne when we celebrate Keen sense so I smell the hate Middle finger we getting paid It cost much but don't press that eight That dotted line it ain't like that day Comic book let me illustrate Like power bang when they lift that cane My cousin died wish I can get that day Back like it's a vertebrae Bring that nigga on front street Talk about and never be about it They don't wanna beef cause that's lunch meat So anything you need you know that's on me And that's OG, I swear homie [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] [Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa] Riding down the street the way I'm grinding is unique My city holding on to me so niggas holding on their heat Throwing up their side, rolling up that leaf All we do is get high, all we want is peace Always on the grind that's every day so police looking I'm just rapping killing beats and tryin' to stay away from booking Yeah my niggas dirty crooked I just had to make it on And let me hit the studio to show they happy to be home [Bridge: Wiz Khalifa] [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]