[Intro]
Life
Looking out the window
Kush & Orange Juice, n***a
You might wanna burn one to this (Sledgro)

[Verse 1]
You couldn't walk a mile in these eleven-and-a-halves even if you had a chance
Visions of this cash followed with the thought of the bitch that's chilling at my pad
It's all part of the plan
To come through, get high as I can, party, hit the studio jet-lagged
Packing my overnight carry on, we don't check bags
Old folks surprised to see I'm young and I'm Louis-ed up to my eyes
True story, word to the wise, don't let these labels gas you up to be somethin'
Get your paper, never trust 'em
Watch the n***as you run with
I done seen n***as who had all of they dreams fucked over over some dumb shit
And make no assumptions
Hotel owners saying the odor's too pungent
Blame it on the reefer consumption
The difference between you guys is you lie and we live it
In the sky, so pay us a visit
Bet your bitch be trying to kick it

[Interlude]
What? You ain't you trying to eat, n***a?
Come on
Fuck is you waiting for?
N***a tired just sitting around, man
Come on
Everything was all good, hmm, now shit real
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Soon as I enter the room
It's red carpets and bitches with pretty smelling perfume
Smoking cigars, shit was fool
Now you roll hella doobs and anticipate that How Fly 2
Sucker shit, we just can't excuse
Steady trying to duplicate, but they ain't us
Got bitches dissing they lame-ass n***as
Pothead kids rolling they dank up
Paparazzi taking pictures, we famous
Held my city down like an anchor
Now it's champagne we drink
Non-smoking room, we just ashin' 'em in the sink
I love her attitude, she love tracing my ink
I get her up in the Wynn
Leave her with something to ease stress, the best, not just regular visions
Let you get a glimpse of how I'm living, HD
Young Khalifa gettin to the money, safe key

[Outro]
Matter of fact, hit this
If you cold, n***a, I got a coat in the trunk
Come on, man
Leave that bullshit alone, man
It's over for that
Put this coat on