Blue in Pink

"What are y'all doing in here"?
"We're smoking reefer and you don't want no part of this shit"
"You're smoking reefers"?
"Yeah course we are, cant you smell it"?
"No sam, I cant"
Come on Dewy, join the party"
"What do I do"?
"Like this"
Nigga, I'm the man of the hour
Shit, I been the man for a minute, I mean damn I'm the realest
I'm the man y'all require
I been feeling down for a bit, but I'm back on my shit
Nigga, I'm the man of the hour, yeah
Oh nigga, I'm the man of the hour, yeah
(Old niggas all want that cosign)
I was struggling, throwing fits,
when I hit a nigga up they be tellin' me I got no time
Now that I've done it on my own,
they all wanna see the throne, niggas jumping up on my phoneline
I'm walking with a chip up on my shoulder
Niggas don't change, man they only grow older
Times' gon' change, hope it doesn't get colder
But when it does, hope this money is golden and folded
'Cause I ain't the one that's keeping count
Man, this time is money and money is running out
Man, I feel like counting blessings is one thing that holds me down
But at the same damn time, this shit is holding me back
'Cause I run at my own pace, any faster and I would crack
But maybe I'm just settling, giving less on the track
Young nigga just stating up all the facts
Still
Nigga, I'm the man of the hour
Shit, I been the man for a minute, I mean damn I'm the realest
I'm the man y'all require
I been feeling down for a bit, but I'm back on my shit
Nigga, I'm the man of the hour, yeah
Oh nigga, I'm the man of the hour, yeah
I'm the man of the hour, that's sure