Mary Jane - Sam Sneak, Curren$y, Nipsey Hussle

I got my mind right with this shit

I’m so fucked up 'bout this

Got me out of my feelings

What I love is my business

What I love is my business

What is the backwood?

Khalifa papers, thug down swisher sweets

Come on, smoke one with me

Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane

I love you, I love you

Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane

I love you, I love you, I love you

Yeah, gotta roll it back before I write a verse

Gotta do it big before I’m in a hearse

Gotta milk the game, everything it’s worth

Gotta know it could be better and it could be worse

What I do with all the pressure when I’m finna burst?

Reconnected to the essence of the universe

I roll flights and roll dice my whole life

I know raised, gun fights and cold nights

Spot livin', dirty pistol, no lights

Tryna shift my level up from the low life

Tryna get these devils out of my soul right

But for now these pebbles is all I own, right?

Look, I took chances you never took

I bossed up and wrote the book

Don’t look back, i never look

Won’t look back, I never look

I’m a golden child, I know my style

Unique, I’m a one of one, evolved from out the streets

I’m a perfect flaw when focused on the beats

Ain’t no stoppin' me, the fuck you niggas think

I done made my lane and pushed me to my brink

I ain’t make the game, I play this like the streets

Need a fresh wash a pack a backs

A sack of green to roll the dough in

I got Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane

I love you, I love you

Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane

I love you, I love you, I love you

South beach smokin' out

With a lot of women, yeah it’s goin' down

Any time I blow, know it’s by the pound

I done got a cleaning lady in my house

Champagne by the fountain

So much money, I can’t count it

Remember days that they doubted

Real niggas, they around me

When you walk in my garage, you get lost

Where?

where?

where?

where?

where?

Still a young nigga but I been a boss

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Same ones that I came up with

Same ones on a plane right hand

Same ones blowin' smoke in the air

Same ones that was hatin' on us

Same ones that’ll never make enough

Same one, I’ll never change up

Ink under my shirt, smoke all in my lungs

Kush come from the earth, hit my line, you want some

I got Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane

I love you, I love you

Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane

I love you, I love you, I love you

Can’t do it without you, so glad to have found you

No cater to crown, I got 'bout seven pounds

So now I sit down and twist up, baseball bat causin' stuff

smoked out in the cut, bombed out in the Cutlass

Always mobbin' with a boss bitch

This gas will have you coughin', you can start the car with it, might fuel the

stars with it

If I had one wish, the world would be high off this

Stay comin' up with that player shit

Every day wake up, make more chips

My nigga we forever rich, hundred dollar roach clips

Suckers can’t afford this, real G’s have rewarded this

Light one, get aboard the mothership, don’t get left

You’ll be sober all by yourself

Now we countin' money on jets, remember stay high, stay fresh

Disappear from the set in a Corvette

Your broad ain’t came back yet, you wild upset

Crackin' another, need destress

While your dog bitch in her, blowin' on killer

Nothin' but some real ones in the building

Nigga gettin' higher than the ceiling, yeah

I got my mind right with this shit

I’m so fucked up 'bout this

Got me out of my feelings

What I love is my business

What I love is my business

What is the backwood?

Khalifa papers, thug down swisher sweets

Come on, smoke one with me

Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane

I love you, I love you

Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane

I love you, I love you, I love you