Tom-oh Do What You Love
Go ahead an roll the weed up, pull a seat up, kick ya feet up,
Call to ask the homie where we gonna meet up, to re-up,
I, Live a life that can be cool at times, perform and get high, go to
School to get by.
Parents who support me and do shit for me, friends who can sit back relax
And sip 40's.
Blunts uh OG, kick it and share stories, cuz they're the only ones who know
Me, my homies.
Sippin a bottle uh Andre, always the cheapest haters bettin that I'll
Fail, Sea Biscuit at the Preakness.
Smile back at em, kindess is my weakness, they're gettin texts from their
Homies sayin peep this kid,
My name is highly discussed, so if you get up in my way you gon get, camel
Crushed.
I'm a young individual, money not yet residual but, I'ma get it one day,
Someday I'll be rich, bitch.
Life ain't all the money, gotta live and learn, Grab another dutchie, twist
It up and burn.
Do whatchu love, follow your heart, listenin to others may tear that apart.
We got the munchies in the kitchen, Doritos I can dig, Pabst blue ribbon
Cans to ash cigs in.
Damn, always surrounded by some woman tryna make that cake, there's a
Taste uh how I'm livin.
I'm blazed, rollin a doobie an sparkin a L, on stage, security buggin about
The smell.
Well, I apologize to those who get kicked out my shows for lightin up their
Smokes,
Yeah I know that it blows and they never do it to hoes, only bros up in the
Front row, who bought tickets months ago.
Somethin like that, they rolled it up fat, little did they know they'd know
Light then be chillin by themselves out back.
But, Smokin weed is a must, so if you get up in our way you gon get, camel
Crushed.
We the young individuals, money not yet residual but, we gon get it one
Day, someday we'll be rich...
Life ain't all the money, gotta live and learn, Grab another dutchie, twist
It up and burn.
Do whatchu love, follow your heart, listenin to others may tear that apart.
