Grace

[Intro]
One more time
Got some hoes
Got some hoes that read between the lines
I-, yeah
Got some hoes that read between the lines
I like smoking weed, I like that
I dream like three year old
Got my-, I like-
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I got some hoes that read between the lines
I like smoking weed, I like that, I dream like three year old
With my diamond teeth, I don't need no bitch to hold me down
I got more to see, got myself, I focus on me now
No more monsters swarmin' round

[Verse 1]
DMT hit like a pound
It's my momma turn, let me strike some rule, and you a fool
Are you down to burn? Are you-are you down to hold it too?
Are you down to learn? All my niggas known was Chattanoo'
Hand me down the shirt, I come from, I come from
Where you goin'?
Where them bitches at? Where them bitches at?
Is that your Henn'? Let me finish that
Hoe, you know I'm good as granny food, bring my nigga back
Rockm, don't you down that 100 proof, we just chillin', Jack
Got 'em poppin' on a new terrain, on them bitches face
I could fuck her, flip her, to a Benz with my better rims
They don't make no fuckin' picket line, for your cuz & nem
You might catch me prayin' for some Js, for some better rims

[Chorus]
I got some hoes that read between the lines
I like smoking weed, I like that, I dream like three year old
With my diamond teeth, I don't need no bitch to hold me down
I got more to see, got my sapphire 'focals on me now
No more monsters swarmin' round
No more monsters swarmin' round

[Verse 2]
And just a reminder, regardless, you know you're special, yeah
So fuck the Matrix, the ponties, and phony vessels, yeah
We are the 'niners, we brought you a bowl for breakfast, yeah
I'm glad your offer, it's often like sacrificial, yeah
And oh my God, it's a God, I should never 'fessed it, yeah
Like can you call me, I'm fallin', I need a blessin', yeah
I never heard ya, I'm worried, I think you're human, yeah
I see you bleedin', you need me, I never knew ya, but
But bust it wide, when you visit me
Hoe, at least you know that it's Rashad over everything
Now I got the world, but I was fine with some Dairy Queen
I might fuck her, flip her, it's a line 'till they bury me
Guess what happened on that new terrain, in the better place
I can't choose between this medicine and some better friends Thought we found the truth, but then we lost all the evidence
Hold my Gucci, baby, don't get lost in the Edison
Baby, Gucci, baby, hol' up

[Outro]
I like to smoke
Medicine, man
Lost, everything
Lost, Edison
I like to smoke