Everybody 'round me sayin' I should relax cause I've been goin' hard 'til my eyes roll back but All I want to do is forget about my past and Smoke a little weed, really nothin' too drastic Any time you see me in a picture and I'm smilin' Probably cause I'm faded or I'm chillin' with the fans and Not really the type to let a nigga talk back but Imma let it slide cause my niggas too violent Shoutout to the ones who spend money like a habit Even if they had a million dollars, they'd be trappin' Got a couple girls shootin' movies on the mattress Then I hit the booth, make the motherfuckin' soundtrack Then I play it back on the eighty-inch plasma Then I get 'em faded off that super fantastic Roll that grandmaster, smell it through the plastic Nobody can handle me, I'm gone when the shit's too strong
[Hook:] The night's too long I took too much and I've gone too far And I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it I might not make it I might not make it This time I might not make it