Hook (2x): These no longer average times You see that freak? Yes, sir. That bad bitch mine I smoke that sweet. I’m geeked up half the time I scope, I peep that weak stuff past the Lines. I’m— Verse: Fine life living Dime, wife, chilling, feeling. Don’t Give me strife. Give me life. Children Smoke from heights until I’m right with them Some niggas...Learn More