Ha Ha

Pocket full of green,i gotta smoke/

Eyes looking chinky yeah i know/

Been stressing lately but tonight im litty/

Gotta empty out this henny bottle go/

Been gone, i aint got a minute/

Got my jada home but out here like menace yeah yeah/

But i aint got no 9 when im killing,i just busta rhyme and im winning! Hell yeah/

How can it be? That im feeling so low ,When my soul glo/

Like daryl's hair in that car tho,Just moved in a condo /

Style appartment, so im more broke, yes im more broke/

Can barely eat, but smoke dope/ 

I been thinking bout hitting the trap where some of my **** is at/

They dont want me around dont want me around/

Im the only one boy they can count on/

I swear the money getting lower and lower and lower/

Waiting on kanye to call like aloha aloha aloha/

They say real **** never die,they win and never cry/

Trust me im real one when theres tears in my eyes/

I had to shoot, then had to die/

Kill my old version, back multiplied HA!/

Hook :

So much to prove, got nothing to lose/

Though None of you can deny, you hearing the music/

You feeling the movement, we keeping moving/

We just be going haha, cause you **** is goofies/

Man we been through it, the flames & the bullshit/

The rain the haters bring by fronting on all of this cool shit/

We just be going ha ha cause you **** is goofies/

You **** funny style, just the way that you moving/

Verse 2 :

Tryna figure out what big and pac , Would be doing with my pockets/

Getting by or getting blocks serving products products products/

Getting doe,pushing heavy,Wrong moves & it stops/

**** that groove aint for me, i need more music to be/

Hitting blocks,helping people, i aint shit if aint legal/

Cant cross no border cant touch no water/

Got a bitch straight out philly, she bad she bad as B/

She living in the bronx, just text me benaki/

I dont know what that means but i guess its come here/

Im repping for the cold, montreal is the ville/

Cant be selling them things no, cant ride with with a 9/

Rather hitting the indo and be out for my moms/

Papa just let me know, why am i still in the snow/

Gotta admit since you left never felt like myself you know/

I know that you got my back aint even got let me know/

Mann im just high imma let you go/

Me never fold never bitch made,Never ever gonna diss drake/

This **** re-opened the door, left it for us to go in straight/

Kardi, choc and sauk,i appreciate it/

Wes williams the god initiated /

They got Flap flap kinte, for us to drive by win straight/