Incense

[Intro]
Yeah
Imma let this shit breathe
I wrote this song off a bleezy I had to light an incense, if that makes sense
Look

[Verse]
I got the homies in front of me, doing stoner activities
Lighting up like it's therapy, and it's working apparently
Popping edibles frequently just like jelly beans
But me I'm different I do this shit recreationally
I get the munchies then I hit 7Eleven so to speak
And apparently I spend it effortlessly like it's free
If I'm sticking to thе theme I should go hit the dispеnsary
But out here in New York they don't got it they need some better tree
Smoking all this kush and now I really feel this melody
I'm fucking with it heavily, I'm flowing on it pleasantly
Picked up my homie's book, he dropping bars on some poetry
It's crazy how we whip with the dictionary like groceries
It's money over bitches but that shit was always known to me
This beat is hella wavy I feel it like it's the ocean breeze
Heard you talking crazy it's gravy, I'll silence you with ease
So don't speak unless you think you being spoken to please
Tell the plug "fuck inflation" he should lower the fees
He should bless the whole nation with a bunch of his tree
I'm just playing this location is the spot where they be paying
So as long as he ain't taxing the Prince, it's cool with me
I should probably switch the scheme and take a flick with the team
But I ain't super photogenic so I pose with the peace
If I'm wearing my 11s then photoshop out the crease
I need new ones for stepping but I been contemplating 3s
And I don't do that shit for social media
But I'm just trying to live and have a sick ass Wikipedia
I'm just trying to go and flex my kicks without cleaning em
I do this shit no cap, like I just took my beanie off
If I ain't P that isn't me I'm probably feeling off
The sky's the limit I don't answer when the ceiling calls
They tell you ball till you fall but to walk you gotta crawl
But when you learn to hustle is how you achieve it all
I love to talk spicy and pick it out when I floss
I love to set ambitions I'm always gon be a boss
So I could never stop until I'm stuck at the top
You stepping on my toes imma tell "you kick a rock"
So look
We share the sauce amongst crooks
Then comprehend it like books
So I appreciate the ones that gave me
Traits that I took
The chefs that taught me to cook
The same drug that got me hooked
Are the lyrics that got me shook
Cause I was 10 years old, when my life started to start
My favorite rappers' every words I took that shit to the heart
And for the past 11 years I've been piecing the parts
Now every lyric that I've written in my life is a scar
So when I pick it apart, I start to see the bigger picture
Like on a special occasions when I be smoking Swishers
I'm 100 percent Mexican, I never been a mixture
So my work ethic means I'm not gon stop at 7 figures
I'm just gon keep getting bigger

[Outro]
Haha yeah
Shoutout to the weed man
And anybody in between man
Shark City Spitta bitch