♪ Came home smellin' like Chrissy and Wee It's my life and I live it for me Everybody and they mama got an opinion but it's nothin' to me And you would die before you get into my G's Build my life apart and build my day Talk about the things that I shoulda did Let's talk about the things that I coulda been Let's talk about the seeds that I coulda sold Yes, talk about I reaped but I didn't grow Yep, you drownin' in the sea of what you livin' for It's cause it's either cookin' in the store or it's on the stove Check one, two, three, *** is gettin' old They yellin' kick him off the curb just to get him off These niggas don't know what they really want And these bitches go sick over silly stuff I told them build a bridge with the Billy Gruff They try to run my life but the jig is up Cause you can put a price on a trillion bucks But you can never pop a tag off a life you love Came home smellin' like Chrissy and Wee It's my life and I live it for me Everybody and their momma got an opinion But it's nothin' to me And you would die before you get into my G's Build my life apart and build my day You can't say you told me so if I make a mistake And I receive an L, that's somethin' that I could take To follow up with the E and then with the double S Unless we gon' flick it on The wisdom keeps me from the same troubles forevermore And I don't know everything, so never from vanity But always the confidence, no they not understandin' me Maybe this truth ain't a good truth, but it's a true truth And I ain't livin' lies to make em' neutral Good morning to you, good night to me, just as much so rightfully I'm so ahead of course they couldn't summon it with science It's 53, triple O with a spliff of defiance Quiet down up in my ear, it's really gettin' quite annoying Red flags go off, sound sirens when you start whinin' Came on, smellin' like you're seein' weed It's my life and I live it for me Everybody and their mama got an opinion But it's nothin' to me And you would die before you get into my G's Bring up a thought and build my day Separate the intent and see the sole purpose Cause far sweeter me, your religion just ain't workin' Behind the curtain, holy dignity, a holy circus Comin' from someone who played the drums up in the churches Ask me to explain before you misinterpret Why is your hair unkept all the time? I guess it's your style, not mine Political views, cynical fuels, hypocritical fools I'm too far removed from the bull Why don't you embrace the differences between us? And while you're at it, won't you please get off my penis? *** a ten to six cause I'm too busy dreamin' I don't expect for y'all to really see it But right in time to see that I'm a fuckin' genius Came on, smellin' like you're seein' weed It's my life and I live it for me Everybody and their mama got an opinion But it's the enemy And you will die before you get an apology