Yeah yeah, Yeah Yeah

I do this shit OMO

OMO till I go

Blowing Purple Yellows

Call this shit holy smokes

Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah

I swear I don't know these niggas

But they act like they know me

And they play the part perfect

Cause they confuse me for homie

But I don't play that

No I don't play that

Cause once the moneys the mission

Everybody start dissing

But once they see the commission

They start to throw they chips in

But I don't play that

No no homie don't play that

No no I don't need nobody

I don't need nobody who'll tell me that they love me

When I know don't nobody do, yeah

And I swear all I need

Is some weed and some space for meditation

As I proceed to succeed

Got my cry for my decisions

But let it rain

Let it rain on me

Gotta let it rain

Cause just to chase my dreams I gotta let it rain