[Intro] C#m A B C#m A B [Verse] C#m Everybody `round me sayin` I should relax cause A B I`ve been goin` hard `til my eyes roll back but C#m All I wanna do is forget about my past and A B Smoke a little weed, really nothin` too drastic
[Verse] C#m Any time you see me in a picture and I`m smilin` A B Probably cause I`m faded or I`m chillin` with the fans and C#m Not really the type to let a nigga talk back but A B Imma let it slide cause my niggas too violent [Verse] C#m Shoutout to the ones who spend money like a habit A B Even if they had a million dollars, they`d be trappin` C#m Got a couple girls shootin` movies on the mattress A B Then I hit the booth, make the motherfuckin` soundtrack [Verse] C#m Then I play it back on the eighty-inch plasma A B Then I get `em faded off that super fantastic C#m Roll that grandmaster, smell it through the plastic A B C#m Nobody can handle me, I`m gone when the shit`s too strong [Pre-chorus] C#m The night`s too long A B I took too much and I`ve gone too far [Chorus] C#m And I might not make it I might not make it A B This time I might not make it C#m I might not make it I might not make it A B This time I might not make it C#m I might not make it I might not make it A B This time I might not make it C#m I might not [Verse] C#m Bitches know, told a ho, `It`s different strokes for different folks` A B Came up out the north, we was playin` with a different snow C#m Took my niggas from the four-one to pacific coast A B We no longer put no fish scale on the fishin` boat [Verse] C#m Listen ho, I know all you bitches want is liquor, smoke (Liquor, smoke) C#m I know all you bitches want is dick and dough (Dick and dough) C#m Told her, `You don`t gotta make it difficult` A B Baby, sit calm, we don`t need another episode [Verse] C#m Hippy bitches sendin` me titty pictures A B She told me no religion was the new religion C#m She said she don`t believe in God but her shoes Christian A B I heard she servin` everybody like the soup kitchen [Verse] C#m Gettin` hoes higher, gettin` hoes higher A B She got work in the mornin`, I`m gettin` hoes fired C#m Why the fuck you call it purp when you mix it pink? A B C#m You know I fuckin` mix the drinks when the shit`s too strong [Pre-chorus] C#m The night`s too long A B I took too much and I`ve gone too far [Chorus] C#m And I might not make it I might not make it A B This time I might not make it C#m I might not make it I might not make it A B This time I might not make it C#m I might not make it I might not make it A B This time I might not make it C#m I might not [outro] C#m A B