Blow Up

All alone somewhere out here far from home, and I don’t know which way to go, tell me something I don’t know, cause they be telling me I’m bout to blow up, they be telling me I’m bout to go up, they be telling me I’m bout to blow up, first they didn’t now they wanna show up, finally on my shit, it’s time to go nuts

You already know that I’m on one, one shot kill like the golden gun, King Midas got the golden touch, fucking all these bitches like they owe me some, even if I know that they don’t owe me none, T. Pain autotune got these hoes so sprung, they already know what I have become, you know I got the wave like Kamehameha, I feel

All alone somewhere out here far from home, and I don’t know which way to go, tell me something I don’t know, cause they be telling me I’m bout to blow up, they be telling me I’m bout to go up, they be telling me I’m bout to blow up, first they didn’t now they wanna show up, finally on my shit, it’s time to go nuts

I’ve been getting money since the day I was conceived, I ball like I hit the lottery best believe, if a nigga hate on me then I cock back and squeeze, and I blow a lot of trees til my eyes Japanese, sipping goose and OJ got Gucci on my feet, so icy round my neck got your girl watching me, call my Ese got a play for five keys, and we talk in code, so I told him run it two three, stay blowing kush and that purple weed, fruit no seeds I be higher than the trees, when I get to the club, straight v.i.p. I don’t need I.D. cause they know who I be, got a white girl that gets medicine weed, stays off Xanax and Promethazine, cash rules everything around me cream, I be high like I’m jumping on a trampoline, stay fresh every day Mr. Clean, blowing on ganja got me higher than a dream, like Listerine that’s what I call green, I be chopping down the scene, and Monte that’s clean, I don’t even rap for real, but I rap for real, I’m just tryna get a package deal, and a house on a hill worth a half a mill, and a bad yellow bone that’s down to chill, cause I’m

All alone somewhere out here far from home, and I don’t know which way to go, tell me something I don’t know, cause they be telling me I’m bout to blow up, they be telling me I’m bout to go up, they be telling me I’m bout to blow up, first they didn’t now they wanna show up, finally on my shit, it’s time to go nuts