For Her

Higher than you ever been in your motherfuckin' life nigga

Without even tryin'

The game got a grip, never slip

Can tell by the way I got my hands on it

Started at the bottom but now my money is so motherfuckin' tall I can stand on it

Ain't just happened homie I planned on it

You think you better don't just talk 'bout it put some grands on it

Sleep in Cali woke up in France on 'em

Took the life I live chose talk about it now my fans on it

Now is Dior all on my pants homie

Don't know where I'm going my schedule full so I can't call it

So much weed you see all them grams fallin'

Rollin' so much up that my fingers startin' to cramp on me

Hear you talkin' 'bout what I am

On top of that shit you sayin' you gotta say rich as fuck when you mention us

I get a hold of the bombest weed and I twist it up

Them Cadillacs in line out front just to pick us up

I woke up to a joint, cartoons and cereal

A coupe with zero miles and oatmeal interior

These chicks diggin' my style

I'm sincerely superior to whatever your doing right now

And whatever your plannin' to get into

I'm just clockin' my miles

On the road to these riches, these hoes wavin' and smilin'

But I don't pay 'em no attention, I'm all about my empire

We [?] trying to get bigger, we multiplying in size

These snakes trying to get with us, they lookin' for the co-sign

But a real nigga don't give a fuck, I'm too busy gettin' high

You can hitch a ride on another truck

Now excuse me as I kiss the sky

Peace signs to baby girl before she try to kiss me bye

She miss me like the sun in her eyes, can't catch a pop fly

Kush castles in the sky

The only hassle is when I smash and go she want to cry

I get dressed she wanna know where I'm going and why

Can't deal with that