MARY JANE - Lavaboy

I don’t got much, homie

But I’m livin' happily

Is there really more to this

Will I ever rest in piece

My mind is in this music shit

So please don’t even bother me

Grindin for some dollars in my pocket

Man that’s all I need

Fuck the fame, fuck you mane

Everything is cool right now

I got mary jane up in my lungs

Man it’s been awhile

Ride around

With em windows down

Man, it’s all good

Bad bitch by my side

Thing is held just like a phone book

Eyes low, every time you see me make them weave in front

Smoke a ton

Man that’s Lavaboy

We just havin fun

Keep a gun, just in case a playa wanna tst me

Sayin that you know me

Bitch you nevr met me

Fuck the hoes that you lovin

There’s nothin

You never did this shit, so my niggas started frontin

You never did this shit, so my niggas stuntin

I’m ballin like rollin

Catchin wind with the top down

Catchin wind of all these mothafuckas talkin bout me

«Homie I was playin dawg»

Don’t even try me

Miss the palm trees

Now I’m smokin from the palm leaves

Shoutout SB

Makin hits like that shit a breeze

Fuck the police

Man that’s all I’m gonna say

We been eatin, real good

Can’t be like me, we eatin steak

Suckas up to no good

You can see it in they face

Mothafucka, wish he would

Ima put him in his place

Man, my ride low

No it’s Lavaboy

With the slow flow, high low

Porsche ready to go

You better duck, hoe

You know, man I keep it real don’t need to lie no, lie low

Cuz you never know who suckas work for

Fuck the hoes that you lovin

There’s nothin

You never did this shit, so my niggas started frontin

You never did this shit, so my niggas stuntin

I’m ballin like rollin

Catchin wind with the top down