In this dynamic track, the artists reflect on their journey from struggle to success. They speak about their past mistakes and how they used those experiences as fuel to work hard and achieve their current status. The recurring phrase "Pussy, Money, Weed" suggests their indulgence in hedonistic pleasures. However, it's not all about materialism; there's a sense of loyalty and camaraderie as they express gratitude for their team and pray for their well-being. Additionally, they caution against the pitfalls of jealousy, greed, and deceit that often accompany success. In essence, this song is a candid portrayal of the highs and lows of fame. #RiseFromStruggle #LoyaltyOverGreed #HedonisticPleasures
PMW
Lyrics
(Quincy Tellem)
Calm, we roll a spliff
Gonna smoke for all our mistakes
I'm tryna get over it
However long it's gon' take
I don't owe no one shit
Work hard for the livin' I make
I don't know what sober is
Been smokin' to numb all the pain
Now we gotta celebrate
Time I had to dedicate
I was out here sellin' weight
Now I'm in a better place
Henny got a better taste
Money, got another case
I'ma need another safe
Water like a fuckin' lake
Pussy, money, weed
I wanna go at high speed
Baby, it's diamonds I bleed
I only slide with my team (skrrt-skrrt)
She give me top on her knees (yeah)
Smokin' the crop, eyes Chinese (yeah)
I'm gettin' guap now times three
We were out here pushin' weights
Come and see the fuckin' games
And I met Nafe on the way
Now we got our paper straight
Got the keys to this fuckin' gate
Hit the trap and I orchestrate
Got the drums in the orchestra
Fly Dubai and I fly to Prague
Huncholini, who woulda thought?
Get it right, always had it wrong
Every blessin' I pray to God
For myself and pray for the squad
(High rise)
I'm wavin' from the top
And the real will always last
And I'm stickin' with who I got
Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed
Jealousy and greed
That ain't what I need, baby
Stop tryna deceive, baby (yeah, yeah)
Stop tryna deceive
I ain't takin' half time
Mountains that you can't climb
Diamonds like the starlight
Hittin' like a starry night
Any time I pass by
They don't see the car type
All they see is car lights
Love me like I'm Marmite
Fallin' for Maria
Smokin' on Sativa
Talkin' like Caesar
Pinky like a freezer
She ain't with the foreplay
She was tryna fuck me in the hallway
Performin' in Broadway
We come a long way from the saw blade (yeah, yeah)
Eastside, smokin' all on my pack
You can't smoke this loud, my head's fried
I been out in the trap, put my life aside
My G's slide, ain't no goin' back, ain't no switchin' sides
Got these mob ties
All the lies, dem man switched, shit give me red eye
Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed
Jealousy and greed
That ain't what I need, baby
Stop tryna deceive, baby
Stop tryna deceive
Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed
Jealousy and greed
Stop tryna deceive, baby
Pussy, money, weed
Stop tryna deceive
Stop tryna deceive
Pussy, money, weed
I wanna go at high speed
Baby, it's diamonds I bleed
I only slide with my team
She give me top on her knees
Smokin' the crop, eyes Chinese
I'm gettin' guap now times three
I gotta put on my team
We gonna sit down and feast
We really livin' the dream
Ten years on canteen
I cannot wait 'til they're free
Let me just smoke up some
Wee-wee-weed
Pussy, money, weed
Wee-wee-weed, yeah
(Quincy Tellem)
Writer(s): Nathan Adams, Quincy Ferreira, M Huncho
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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