Talking to the Landlord lyrics

[Chorus]
Wake up, weed up
Run around, street up
Run the town, feed up
That's just the vibe when you see us
Running out, seed up
Run the town, feed up
Wake up, weed up
That's just the life when you see us
Hit my landlord, what can we afford?
What can we afford?
God, I need support
Call my landline, what can he afford?
What can he afford?
God, I need support

[Verse 1]
There's no pot to p*ss in, I'm all in the bathroom, I'm writing these raps (Ha, ha)
Rapping attack, rap in the back after serving a pack
Momma called me on the phone and it's stat
Told me she needed help to come and bring out the grocery bags, now I'm in the back
This air I've been tripping off cloud and it's cap
You can't make a movie, start doubling back
You watch how they move, the they watching the stats
They watch how I move and they calling it "Facts"
Word to the pack
Word to the crew, word to the crew
Word to the handle the situation like I'm uncle Drew, what it do?
Sky's been the limit, I'm jumping the jack
I told y'all ain't no doubling back