Not by might nor power Songtext
von Hosanna! Music

Everybody around me says I should relax
cause I′m been going hard till my eyes roll back
but All I want to do is forget about my pass
And somke a little weed really nothing to drastic
Any time you see me in a picture smiling probably cause I'm faded
Or I am just chilling with the fans
I am not really the type to let a nigga talk back
But I′m going to let it slide cause my niggas to violent
Shout out to the ones whos spends money like a habit
Even if thwy had a million dollars, they'd be trappin
Got a couple girls shootin movies on the mattress
Then I hit the booth, make the motherfuckin soundtrack
Then I play it back on the eighty-inch plasma
Then I get'em faded off that super fantastic
Roll that grandmaster, smell it through the plastic
Nobody can hndlw me, I′m gone when the shit′s too strong
The nights too long
I took too much and I've gone too far


And I might might not make it
I might not make it
This time I might not make it
I might not make it
I might not make it
This time I might not make it
I might not make it
I might not make it
This time I might not make it
I might not make it
Bitches know, told a ho, it′s different strokes foe different folks
Came up out the north, we playing with a different snow
Took my niggas from the four one to pacific coast
We no longer put no fish scale on the fishin boat
Listen ho, I know all you Bitches want I liquor, smoke
(Liquor smoke)
I know all you Bitches want is dick and dough (dick and dough)
Told her, You dont gotta make it difficult