Cannabis Don - Why Me Lyrics

Asking why me
I'm asking why not
Said they don't remember me for raiding the spots
But they know me I'm the nigga that hustle and get them knots
My ambition as a rider never gonna stop
Like Pac
I want a rolli that don't tic toc
I know niggas got a Benz cause they wrist lock
Setup shop
Understand make a million if your lips lock
Loose lips then your guaranteed to get knocked
Still dipping on the cops
Ain't afraid nigga to pull on any block
Rims still spinning like I'm looking for my opps
Niggas know that I'll shoot em down like black opps
What you talking bout
I had best weed, baddest bitches, and flyest whips
And that's before I got on this rapping shit
Custom dip, custom rims, custom rings
Shit
I even had some custom strains
Callao puts me in a another league
I made it this far and I ain't even have a team
Imagine what imma do now with a couple people beside me
I'm the don and the general create the regime
Like Roc A Fella you know its a dynasty
You already know you never know you ain't even gotta lie to me
Success only give anxiety
They never really fucked with me honestly
Things I be thinking bout man
It's like they
They forget I came from a paper route man
But I wasn't delivering no mail no news
Feel me
They asking what strain
I gotta whole lot
Runtz and gelato man
Running the spot
When I grow got the stuff that always control the block
When they waiting for the packages
The driver pokes the box
When I harvest
That's 100 a 8th every chop
Fake packaging like them niggas on your block
You already know they never even had got it lock
When it comes to me
You know I control the stocks
Strains from the west
Better grown when it's in the East
So many kinds they worried bout the hype beast
I done had so many strains that never hit the streets
Callalo you it's a personal treat
Wonder how I got all this
They look confused
When I ordered my drinks
You know they came infused
Had butters, cookies, different edibles
Got tinctures and butters
You can make em too

Asking why me
I'm asking why not
Said they don't remember me for raiding the spots
But they know me I'm the nigga that hustle and get them knots
My ambition as a rider never gonna stop
Like Pac
I want a rolli that don't tic toc
I know niggas got a Benz cause they wrist lock
Setup shop
Understand make a million if your lips lock
Loose lips then your guaranteed to get knocked
Still dipping on the cops
Ain't afraid nigga to pull on any block
Rims still spinning like I'm looking for my opps
Niggas know that I'll shoot em down like black opps
What you talking bout
I had best weed, baddest bitches, and flyest whips
And that's before I got on this rapping shit
Custom dip, custom rims, custom rings
Shit
I even had some custom strains
Callao puts me in a another league
I made it this far and I ain't even have a team
Imagine what imma do now with a couple people beside me
I'm the don and the general create the regime
Like Roc A Fella you know its a dynasty
You already know you never know you ain't even gotta lie to me
Success only give anxiety
They never really fucked with me honestly
Things I be thinking bout man
It's like they
They forget I came from a paper route man
But I wasn't delivering no mail no news
Feel me
They asking what strain
I gotta whole lot
Runtz and gelato man
Running the spot
When I grow got the stuff that always control the block
When they waiting for the packages
The driver pokes the box
When I harvest
That's 100 a 8th every chop
Fake packaging like them niggas on your block
You already know they never even had got it lock
When it comes to me
You know I control the stocks
Strains from the west
Better grown when it's in the East
So many kinds they worried bout the hype beast
I done had so many strains that never hit the streets
Callalo you it's a personal treat
Wonder how I got all this
They look confused
When I ordered my drinks
You know they came infused
Had butters, cookies, different edibles
Got tinctures and butters
You can make em too