Priestly Business

Answer me, you white lookin-

All this hustlin' for all this paper

All these women 'round and all these haters

Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake

All these cars that's in my parking lot, which one's my favorite?

Rollin' up another one to smoke one later

Laughin' with my dawgs, we can't believe we made it

Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake

I became the boss because the cost, I paid it

Rollin' blaze, nowadays, everyone's the same

Drop my top, catch some rays, goin' through a phase

Lookin' at the top spot, that's where I wanna stay

Fillin' ash trays, diamonds look like lemonade

Talk behind my back, but in my face they don't play

Hella paid, Celine logos, side of my shades

Start off too fast, end up spinnin' outta your lane

So much grass goin' in and outta my brain

Got a doubie and my ash tray waitin' (every day)

Smokin' anywhere, my pad's as good, any place (what you think?)

Never get down to my last when I make it (always stoned)

To the point, I don't even pass, it's all to the face

All this hustlin' for all this paper

All these women 'round and all these haters

Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake

All these cars that's in my parking lot, which one's my favorite?

Rollin' up another one to smoke one later

Laughin' with my dawgs, we can't believe we made it

Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake

I became the boss because the cost, I paid it

Wanna let back my top and just chill

Wanna be with my real ones that's real

Wanna stand out, won't ever fit in

Wanna make a hundred million bucks and do it again

Wanna spend some and save some for my kid

Want a bad bitch that I can teach to get rich

And we split it

Got a lotta dreams and a lotta time, so let's get it

Got a doubie and my ash tray waitin' (every day)

Smokin' anywhere, my pad's as good, any place (what you think?)

Never get down to my last when I make it (always stoned)

To the point, I don't even pass, it's all to the face

Big house, nice house, I'm out the hood

You mad, you in yo' feelings, so what?

All this hustlin' for all this paper

All these women 'round and all these haters

Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake

All these cars that's in my parking lot, which one's my favorite?

Rollin' up another one to smoke one later

Laughin' with my dawgs, we can't believe we made it

Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake

I became the boss because the cost, I paid it

Yeah, get stoned, for real