Life.... Looking out the window. Kush and Orange Juice Ni**a
You Might want uh burn one to this.

[Verse 1]
You couldn`t walk a mile in these 11 in a halfs even if you had a chance.
Visions of this cash followed with the thought of the bitch thats chilling at my pad.
Its all part of the plan.To come through get high as I can, party, hit the studio jet lagged.
Packing my over night carry on, we dont check bags.
Old folks are proud to see I`m young and I Louied up to my eyes.
True story word to the wise dont let these labels gas you up to be somethin.Get yo paper never trust em.
Watch the ni**as you run with. I done seen ni**as who had all they dreams f**ked over, over some dumb s**t.
& make no assumptions hotel owners saying the odors to pungent blame it on the reefer consumption.
The difference between you guys is you lie & we live it. In the sky so pay us a visit.
Bet yo bitch be trying to kick it.

[Wiz Talking]
What you aint you trying to eat ni**a.
COME ON, f**k is you waiting for.
Ni**a time just sitting around man. COME ON.
Everything was all good. Now s**t real.

[Verse2]
Soon as I enter the room its red carpets and bitches with pretty smelling perfume.
Smoking cigars s**t was fool. Now you roll hella doobs and anticipate that how fly tune.
Sucker s**t we just cant excuse
Steady trying to duplicate but they aint us.
Got bitches dissing they lame ass ni**as pot head kids rolling they dank up.
Paparazzi taking pictures we famous
Held my city down like a anchor. Now its champagne we drink.
Non-smoking room we just ashen em in the sink. I love her attitude she love tracing my ink.
I get up in the wind. Leave her with something to ease stress.
The best not just regular visions.
Let you get a glimpse of how im living, HD
Young Khalifa gettin to the money safe key.

[Wiz Talking]
Matter fact hit this.
You cold ni**a I got a coat in the trunk.
Come on man leave that bulls**t alone man.
Its over for that. Put this coat on.