I lost my job last night, last night Picked up my pay check But 35% they were gone now 'Cause I could send on that paycheck Mama now bitching 'bout this rent I ain't even stay shit And half of what's left goes to her 'Cause I use that latex damn Cheese sandwich and chips (meal) Slim just spilled his drink in my Toyota 96 Well at least that bun is lit Don't they say life is what you make it I'm tryin to make money And I do my whole cribs Eastern sunny that what's up
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky All my dreamers put your hands in the sky One time All my dreamers put your hands in the sky All my dreamers put your hands in the sky One time For the bullshit that you came from Worked hard to get away from But the devil's there and he just can't seem to shake up top All those long nights that you stayed up Thinking bout that paper Question made you spin it like a blazer From the mind of a stoner From the mind of a stoner Simple pass from the owner To go pass from the owner Just the mind of a stoner From the mind of a stoner Simple pass from the owner To go pass from the owner