Ok, I lost my job last night
Picked up my paycheck
But 35% of its gone already cuz Uncle Sam aint get paid yet
Mom and them bitchin bout this rent
I aint even gon say shit
And half of what is left goes to her
 Cuz I aint use that latex, damn
Cheese sandwich and chips 
Slim just spilled his drink in my Toyota 96 
Well at least that blunt is lit
Dont they say life is what you make it?
Then I’m tryna make it money
And ride through my hood clean as Easter Sunday, that’s wassup, uh
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
One time
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
One time
For the bullshit that you came from
Worked hard to get away from
But the devils there and you just cant seem to shake em
Two times
For them long nights that you stayed up
Thinkin about that paper
Crush it, lick it, split it, light it, blaze up
From the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner
Just the mind of a stoner, the mind of a stoner
Simpler thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner, oh
Parents arent doin much now since little brother got locked up
And I’m stuck smokin this mid waiting for the weed man to get stocked up
And my girl cancelled on me, said something else popped up
And I cant get with my ex now cuz her ring finger all rocked up,damn
No one likes you when your 23 without a plan
Sit around in apartments all day smokin weed and I’m like
bitch dont kill my vibe, bitch dont kill my vibe
Till I out in my Subaru and in the rear view is them lights
Im talking about red white and blue
The same color as our flag
The ones that they say salute
But the ones thats whoopin my ass
And the same days that I’m happy
Is the same days that I’m mad
Cuz I cant go 24 hours without shit happening to my ass, get high
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
One time
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
All my dreamers put your hands in the sky
One time
For the bullshit that you came from
Worked hard to get away from
But the devils there and you just cant seem to shake em
Two times
For them long nights that you stayed up
Thinkin about that paper
Crush it, lick it, split it, light it, blaze up
From the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner
Just the mind of a stoner, the mind of a stoner
Simpler thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner, oh
Rollin up this weed
Thinkin about life
And you know what?
Im good, yeah!