[Intro: BucketHat Blizz]
Hmm, mm-mm
I roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
Yeah, yeah, wooh!
[Verse 1: BucketHat Blizz]
I know you don't get it right now, but I cannot put the mic down
You want me out working that nine-five, but I'ma live my life how
I always wanted, so I'm going for it
I think of gold and then I go record it
[?] knowing that I won't afford it
So I don't listen to you, I'm gon' ignore it
Take a hit, all my problems go up in smoke
'Cause I'm stressing more than you would fucking know
I do this for you, momma, I love you most
I'm here begging you, please, I need trust and hope
As long as I know you got my back
There's no way that I'm not running rap
I'll make a hundred stacks, then another hundred under that
Give it all to you, then double that
Just wanna make sure my mom relaxed (Word!)
What I do, I'm doing all for you
Hate seeing you mad in an awful mood
So tell me, I'll listen, I'm out on a mission
Promise you, I'll do the impossible
If I see the shot, I'ma take it
One day, yeah, I'll be the greatest
I don't need favors
I don't need classes, no majors
Just know that my cash, I'm gon' save it
Go back to the basement, you know what I do
[Chorus: BucketHat Blizz]
Roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
Yeah, yeah, wooh!
Momma's stressing, but I promise that I am close
So I head back to the cellar and I
Roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
Yeah, yeah (Oh, ayy)
I keep on working 'cause I know what I am here for
Momma, don't you worry 'bout me, oh, no, no, no
[Verse 1: BucketHat Blizz]
Money, money, money, money, money, why is that your concern? (Ayy)
I cannot wait to show you how much money I'll stack with my words
Respect isn't jacked, it is earned
Listen and you'll see the lessons I pack in the verse
I'm packing the herbs to ease all my acting up nerves
But you think I act immature like rap isn't work
Well, that is where you're wrong
How you work your whole life, I put in one song
You work for money by hour, I work for money and power, won't stop 'til it's ours
I want all of it, they told me follow [?]
But I do me, see, I am not a college kid
You apply to colleges and then you call it quits
But I'ma make it out and with no scholarship (Word!)
Hey, I know we from a place where nobody know of
Hey, now all of those nobodies all wanna know us (Ayy)
I promise you that I'll blow up (Ayy)
Music is my way to show love (Ayy)
So I be down and everyday I'm working
Even with the world on my shoulders
I'm stressing, you know what I do?
[Chorus: BucketHat Blizz]
Roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
Yeah, yeah, wooh!
Momma's stressing, but I promise that I am close
So I head back to the cellar and I
Roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
Yeah, yeah (Oh, ayy)
I keep on working 'cause I know what I am here for
Momma, don't you worry 'bout me, oh, no, no, no
[Verse 3: JZAC]
Worry causing you stress, stress ain't good for your heart
I've been tryna think less, this a good way to start
Sick of living in last place, life been moving in a fast pace
Mom, you lying, I can tell you stressed, all the cigarettes in your ashtray
Phone bill and that car bill and that medical have been adding up
I know that you believe in me, think it's time I start manning up
My day job is my day job, but that night shift is where I feel alive
Truthfully without the music shit, I don't know if I'd be still alive
Shit took a minute, but I found a way
Young man came from around the way
Sitting in a bar and I'm drunk as hell
Feeling lonely as ever in a crowded place
Pour one more and I'll find a door
Pour two more and I'll find the floor
Damn, pour my emotions out
Finally realized what I'm grinding for, I
[Chorus: BucketHat Blizz]
Roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
Yeah, yeah, wooh!
Momma's stressing, but I promise that I am close
So I head back to the cellar and I
Roll my joint, then blow the smoke right out the window
Yeah, yeah (Oh, ayy)
I keep on working 'cause I know what I am here for
Momma, don't you worry 'bout me, oh, no, no, no
