Ayo, I'm missin' chillin' with the crew on a summer afternoon Smokin' chronic to the dome and sippin' on a little brew Livin' life to the fullest Shades on my face so you can't see my eyes while I'm rollin' up the haze Shit, even a park bench will do just fine Grab the Buddha and a lighter homie Let's get high Because I'm all about peace, love and smokin' fuckin' dope When it comes to the homies, cause they're the ones I cherish most (yea) You know I seen a lot of people come and go Lotta people switched up, different lanes, different flow Man, shit that's cool I guess it's life but I really gotta know How're you and how's the fam? They getting by? This ain't directed at no one in specific It's a thought about the ones that I been mothafuckin' missin' But I'm still just chillin' on this mothafuckin' track Ain't no sad story shit cause I ain't really bout that (no) I'm gonna write some shit down I'll tell you how I got some loyal ass homie that'll stomp ya to the ground Or how we smokin' chronic all day, all night Tryna get the bag right, nose to the grindstone ya know it keep us tight You know money's motivation Can't go on no five star vacation Without it, life's basic And I ain't bout that shit Nah that's whack shit I'm tryna get my bands up, have the mothafuckin' crowd lit Ayo, I'm missin' chillin' with the crew on a summer afternoon Smokin' chronic to the dome and sippin' on a little brew Livin' life to the fullest Shades on my face so you can't see my eyes while I'm rollin' up the haze Shit, even a park bench will do just fine Grab the Buddha and a lighter homie Let's get high Because I'm all about peace, love and smokin' fuckin' dope When it comes to the homies, cause they're the ones I cherish most (yea) I got a couple words to speak Gonna spit em on this mic I gotta clear up some shit I don't pop no pills and I don't sip no lean I smoke chronic to the dome, shit it's a daily routine If you don't like that, well you can kiss my ass I don't give a f*ck about that, bitch look at my past I've been smokin' heavy since I was like, 14 Had the bong with the Dodgers hat, feelin' hella clean Skipping class, smoking bowls in the woods with the homie Niccy You remember them days? When we were hidin' out, gettin' so fuckin' baked Just chillin', straight chillin' tryna smile through the rain Yea? Well, I'm still doin' that Just chillin', straight chillin' on this mothafuckin' track Lost the woods, kept the buds Same vibes as way back I'm still smokin' my weed, tryna smile through the crap Ayo, I'm missin' chillin' with the crew on a summer afternoon Smokin' chronic to the dome and sippin' on a little brew Livin' life to the fullest Shades on my face so you can't see my eyes while I'm rollin' up the haze Shit, even a park bench will do just fine Grab the Buddha and a lighter homie Let's get high Because I'm all about peace, love and smokin' fuckin' dope When it comes to the homies, cause they're the ones I cherish most (yea) I'm just chillin' on this track I know I've said it before, but it's cause it's really like that I done made it this far, so what's the point in goin' back? I'm enjoyin' life, smokin' bud Some might say I'm tryna get my mind right And in reality, I'm tryna keep my rhymes tight Elevate my flow and maybe step up in the lime light Playin' sold out arenas Wearing Gucci leather sneakers That's the dream, mothafucka hopin' that I'll see it Come true one day, wanna get to the top Wanna drop some hot shit and see y'all mothafuckas bop Wanna see a '64 Impala sittin' on chromes Parked out front a big house that I be callin' my own home, yea Yea, I know that that's a big dream But I be wantin' this so bad that shit, I feel like a fiend I know I gotta work hard to make a mothafuckin' stack But for now, I'm just chillin' on this mothafuckin' track