Lyrics
I'll be coming through
They don't really know my ways
When I look at you
Then I really know my place
I'll be coming through
They don't really know my ways
When I look at you
Then I really know my place
I don't smoke no swishers
Bag full of that "hitcha"
Rock with me I rock with you
Tryna see the big picture
They said they said
They said we were too young
They said they said when you're older
But now we're too old what the fuck?
I ain't really stuck
I ain't really budge
I've been in the cut
Rolling something up
Living for that one time can I get a hey
That shits in my bloodline what else can I say, I'm a stray
I'll be coming through
They don't really know my ways
When I look at you
Then I really know my place
I'll be coming through
They don't really know my ways
When I look at you
Then I really know my place