FAZOLAND

Why they was askin' about you like that?
Uh, ok aye, aye, aye
I can't imagine nothin'
Different I'ma- aye aye, aye, aye, yo aye

I can't imagine nothin' different I'ma
Ball hard for life
I don't really give a shit
She think she fuckin' outta spite
Poppin' pills before you eat
Girl that'll ruin your night
I like gettin' high in peace
But that'll ruin your night
I don't really got sauce I got soul
Everyday a different audition she want a role
Cashier saving me Fantas he know I pour
Outta town back to the drama I want some more

I can't really give a- whoa, aye whoa
Aye whoa i can't really give a- aye
Aye, whoa, whoa, aye, aye

I can't really give a shit I
Po'd two fours a night
Somethin' 'bout the color pink
It got me really likin' Sprite
Wash your hands before you eat
These niggas really ain't right
I like getting high in peace she
Think I'm silent out of spite
I'm not fuckin' with the
Opposites that's obvious
Kickstart I was thirteen on my grimy shit
Big heart rather be me than them other kids
Sweetheart really think she know
Me wit' my government
I like gettin' high in peace I
Got the world in my palm
No more gettin' high wit' me I
Hear the scheming in they songs
No more lean from anybody
Niggas mixin' and they wrong
I like getting high in peace she
Think she really out here-