Trees

Pleased to meet you, I'm high as hell
R2D2, I'm flyin' myself
And I ain't even gotta tell ya, but I might as well
I got the trees on my mirror so my car won't smell

My Netflix password is "MursForPrez"
I keep a Scrooge McDuck to disperse my Pez
I'm kinda nervous you're the feds cause you dress like a narc
All you tryna do is play catch with my heart
Murs, am I right?
Ayo, quiet on the set
She already in love but she don't know it yet
You playin' with fire, hope you don't get burned
That shit's no concern, let's grow this perm
I keep my focus like I'm home alone chokin' the worm
And you can hit my mobile phone if there's nowhere to turn
It goes round and round, I gained a few pounds
But I lost a few friends, who didn't wanna stay down
What up though, Sluggo? Yo, what up, Murs?
Back before we used to catch blurbs of herb
Back before the purple was the purp of the herb
Around the same time Salt first said "Yo, Herb"
I was a little asshole that talked a whole lotta shit
I was skatin' my own dough and thought that I was legit
In the city of Lynwood becomin' a man
Dancin' to the Dream Team at a park called Handz
I wanted a Jheri curl, my mom said "No!"
I was four foot three with a busted 'fro
I used to bust a flow, I was the loudest though
I needed crowd control so I could crush the show
Like the Fat Boys tape that I copped out in Long Beach
On the bus ride home, guess I sat in the wrong seat
Got punched in the face, they said they wanted my tape
I had a gun in my waist, but yo, hold up, wait
It goes Cold Crush, Gold Rush, pocket full of no fucks
Fell for Skeletor, your momma be like "So what?"
Donuts with Ace Rock, Ice-T hates cops
Six in the mornin', word to
Stop tryna name drop, catch a rain drop
Joggin' with a Walkman, listenin' to K-Pop
She make party with the bomb-ass food
I came through, Punk smooth with the arm tattoo
Vanglorious black watch on my wrist
If you don't know the time, I'ma tell you with my fist
Power to the people, sour to the diesel
And I don't even smoke that flower but I need to

Pleased to meet you, I'm high as hell
R2D2, I'm flyin' myself
And I ain't even gotta tell ya, but I might as well
I got the trees on my mirror so my car won't smell