[Pre-Chorus: Sam Sneak]
I got my mind right with this shit
I'm so fucked up 'bout this
Got me out of my feelings
What I love is my business
What I love is my business
What is the backwood?
Khalifa papers, thug down swisher sweets
Come on, smoke one with me

[Chorus]
Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane
I love you, I love you
Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane, Mary Mary Jane
I love you, I love you, I love you

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Yeah, gotta roll it back before I write a verse
Gotta do it big before I'm in a hearse
Gotta milk the game, everything it's worth
Gotta know it could be better and it could be worse
What I do with all the pressure when I'm finna burst?
Reconnected to the essence of the universe
I roll flights and roll dice my whole life
I know raised, gun fights and cold nights
Spot livin', dirty pistol, no lights
Tryna shift my level up from the low life
Tryna get these devils out of my soul right
But for now these pebbles is all I own, right?
Look, I took chances you never took
I bossed up and wrote the book
Don't look back, i never look
Won't look back, I never look
I'm a golden child, I know my style
Unique, I'm a one of one, evolved from out the streets
I'm a perfect flaw when focused on the beats
Ain't no stoppin' me, the fuck you niggas think
I done made my lane and pushed me to my brink
I ain't make the game, I play this like the streets
Need a fresh wash a pack a backs
A sack of green to roll the dough in
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