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Oh shit. Oh fuck, there's the weed. There's the weed. There's fucking cops, man. There's the fucking weed. Give it- Fuck, I got that fucking bag on me, man. What? The ounce, dog. I got the fucking bag, dog. Tuck it somewhere. where the fuck do I tuck It? My nuts? What the fuck? Yo, chill, chill. Here he comes. Hold up. What's up, officer? Yeah. Early morning, cutting corners. Rolling up this marijuana. Stole it straight from California, homie. What do you got on it? My cup holder filled with Tropicana. Couple grams of Aunt Jemima in my hand like Candy Camera. Vibing to that country grammar. Pulling up to Grandma's, I smell bacon, Eggs are scrambled. Hopping out, then ol' boy ran Up. My dog grabbed the MC hammer. Blam-a-blam-a, make 'em dance and watch 'em run up Out they sandals. But fuck all that, where's my Sandwich? Let's blaze up and change the channels. Look on TV and I see me with that Cheap Hawaiian my beanie. Wide Boy video on repeat. Only white boy on BET. Easy Riders, hydroponics, rolling tall as Spike Lee. You ain't never seen a motherfucker do it like Me. Ounce in my pocket, ducking the cops. Came from the bottom, now I get high at The top. O-o-ounce in my pocket, Ducking the cops. Came from the bottom, now the top. Yeah, bitch. Rolling out, smoking up. Cleveland boys don't give a fuck. 1800, fill my cup. Being sober sucks. I'ma spend 100 bucks on the OZ. Gotta call Big Chuck, he the OG. And get a zone for the low 'cause I'm A little broke. Everybody on the east side know Me. West side get it cracking and the fact Of the matter is whether I'm standing on Dennis And Never or I'm in the Valley, I'm bringing The Grammy back to the city. This the anthem. Had P. Diddy on St. Clair dancing. Kells used to ride the RITA. Dollar fifty air meter. Food wasn't guaranteed. I stole my meals out of Arabica. Speakers blasting my own shit. Bow tie on the jet, I'm a grown shit. Courtside at the game with the owner and sell The same arena out when I'm home sick. Goddamn, I'm a fool. Couple hundred diamonds in the Tooth. Couple hundred bitches in the pool. And out of a couple hundred rappers, I am The truth. So I get a couple hundred when I'm in the booth. Still I keep that ounce In my pocket, ducking the cops. Came from the bottom, now I get high at The top. O-o-ounce in my pocket, Ducking the cops. Came from the bottom, now I get high at The top. Look, I come straight from the bottom. No hot water for showers. Stole a jacket from Target. Gotta go to court in two hours. I'm at Dub's house on Wade Street. Swooped up Slim off of Harvard. Drove down Dub to see Casey. Let's take it back where we started. When I had that ounce in my pocket, bitch, Ducking the cops. Five-O. Came from the bottom, now I get high At the top. Yeah, yeah. Ounce in my pocket. Huh? Ducking the cops. What kind? Came from the bottom, now I get High at the top. Clean.