Triple Pape

Why you gotta go and take my heart?
 Why you gotta go and take my heart baby?
 Why you gotta go and take my heart?
 So we roll them up and smoke them 'til our eyes turn red
 I got Indica Sativa smoke 'til I go dead
 I got
 Too much
 Time now
 Relax wind down
 Too much
 Time now
 Too much time
 Rolling reefer
 Audio dope in the speakers
 Rolling reefer
 Audio coke in the speakers
 Rolling reefer
 Audio dope in the speakers
 Rolling reefer
 Aye, yeah
 Indigo purple my weed I'm rolling
 This isn't rap it ain't hyperbolic
 I break it freehand and then I roll it
 Punching the gas in a Super Nova
 Copping my style gotta hand it over
 I'm with your bitch and she bending over
 Looking at late model Range Rovers
 I can drive to the grocery store when I'm sober
 Been through it all now I'm trying to get it
 Never ever took it serious
 Now we got it and we seeing lettuce
 We the best out period
 I got ambitious and had to wait
 They put it out and I took the bait
 I learned those lessons the hard way
 Now it's designer and chardonnay
 I'm just gonna smoke you there's no debate
 You had it easy I can't relate
 I had no food to put on my plate
 I had to make me a better way
 Smoking I'm ripping the interstate
 Looking on deals that I'ma finna take
 Plotting on records I'm trying to break
 Gas only never on the brakes
 Half a quarter in the triple pape
 Me and Michael smoke the whole thing
 Trying to get on
 My old Italian with the necklace and the gold rings
 Nothing average they just wanna hate
 On a young dude really getting it
 Seven oh five that's the mixtape
 Rolling five joints for the fellowship
 Rolling reefer
 Audio dope in the speakers
 Rolling reefer
 Audio coke in the speakers
 Rolling reefer
 Audio dope in the speakers
 Rolling, reefer
 Eh, yeah
 Why you gotta go and take my heart baby?
 Why you gotta go and take my heart?