The Chill Man - Larry June

Me and my lil bro might roll, we in the studio

Surrounded by bad hoes, you know I had to put him on, haha

And I’m just chillin'

Smokin' my weed, fuckin' ‘round with these women

And I’m just chillin' (Ayy)

Smokin' my weed, fuckin' ‘round with these women

I’m in that coupe thang, listenin' to Al Green (Green)

I’m from a city where they don’t sleep (Sleep)

You don’t work, you don’t eat (Eat)

Where niggas major in minor things

Infatuated with money and diamond rings (Ayy)

I’m havin' déjà vu, I swear my life’s a dream (Dream)

I sit back in hotels and smoke a lot of weed (Weed)

And thank God that I’m here today (Here today)

‘Cause it’s a blessin' that I’m here to say

That I’m Young June (June)

I’m livin' for today, tomorrow isn’t that important (Important)

I learned a lot from the OG with the Rollie (Rollie)

Rolex to be exact, that’s a nice clock (Clock)

They can lock my body but can’t trap my mind

The seats recline (‘Cline), the weed is blown

The windows up (Yeah), the AC’s on

Tryin' my best to protect my soul (My soul)

But it’s hard when they flashin' the dough

And I’m just chillin'

Smokin' my weed, fuckin' ‘round with these women

And I’m just chillin' (Ayy)

Smokin' my weed, fuckin' ‘round with these women