The Chill Man

Me and my lil bro might roll, we in the studio
Surrounded by bad hoes, you know I had to put him on, haha
And I’m just chillin'
Smokin' my weed, fuckin' ‘round with these women
And I’m just chillin' (Ayy)
Smokin' my weed, fuckin' ‘round with these women
I’m in that coupe thang, listenin' to Al Green (Green)
I’m from a city where they don’t sleep (Sleep)
You don’t work, you don’t eat (Eat)
Where niggas major in minor things
Infatuated with money and diamond rings (Ayy)
I’m havin' déjà vu, I swear my life’s a dream (Dream)
I sit back in hotels and smoke a lot of weed (Weed)
And thank God that I’m here today (Here today)
‘Cause it’s a blessin' that I’m here to say
That I’m Young June (June)
I’m livin' for today, tomorrow isn’t that important (Important)
I learned a lot from the OG with the Rollie (Rollie)
Rolex to be exact, that’s a nice clock (Clock)
They can lock my body but can’t trap my mind
The seats recline (‘Cline), the weed is blown
The windows up (Yeah), the AC’s on
Tryin' my best to protect my soul (My soul)
But it’s hard when they flashin' the dough
And I’m just chillin'
Smokin' my weed, fuckin' ‘round with these women
And I’m just chillin' (Ayy)
Smokin' my weed, fuckin' ‘round with these women