(So you're sad) could've had so much done, you blew it off (Damn)
Your chances passing you by (You were gassed)
Time waits for no one, and it cost for a loss (Damn)
A cosmic joke, should you laugh or cry?
Sooner or later, it all comes crashing down (Crashing down)
Crashing down (Crashing down)
When everyone's around, I bet
You would've paid up all your cash down (Your cash down)
To not make a sound (To make a sound)
But everyone knows now
It all comes crashing down
It's over, leave it
Yeah
Jets n***a, where haven't we been yet
Jets n***a, where haven't we (yeah)
Jеts n***a, where haven't wе been yet
f**k boys wonderin' if they b*t*h next
Jets n***a, where haven't we been yet
Take all the girls leave you without a b*t*h left
Uh, who is gassin' these n***as
87 octane can't operate my engine
Y'all runnin' on dat cheap sh*t about to break down
My verse is the best part of the song like the breakdown
Everything f**ked up now, gotta n***a bout to break down
And get a brick to break down, now Spitta thinkin' out loud
Rock that next year sh*t, I make you think it's out now
There's snakes in the grass, dog sh*t and ant piles
Please stay off the lawn, it's all kind of foul sh*t goin' on
May Cheech Marin ditch Nash Bridges reunite with Tommy Chong
Smoke weed, tell jokes, and make songs
Over here we got the same thing goin' on
Modern day hippy, pretty b*t*hes blaze with me
Spiffy in the 360 Modena, ballers look up to see me
I'm like a scoreboard in an arena
Hot Spitta dat n***a, ain't a rapper that's cleaner
You would think I had a stylist on hand with a steamer
Told my girls before the year out I'mma get you that beamer
Once my bonus get cleared, I'll make y'all out a believer
Those suckas know that you here, they ain't even gotta see 'em
Just my presence is affectin' how them hoe n***as breathing
Got them slackas on actin, no bread and eating
Stand on your own two, this ain't the place to be leanin'
Better find ya claw or a strong ass wall
From the womb I was walkin', I had no time to crawl
That's why my stroll so swaggin', I been workin' at it
Passin' broads in my car, they be pointin' at it
I'm pointin' back if I find them b*t*hes rather attractive
I got a chemical flow, I'm a bio hazard
In the booth for 5 minutes, leavin' radioactive
Pushin' pretend to be a G, you just a radio actress
I'm on top of the money like a dope boy mattress
[Outro: Curren$y]