What?
The weathers getting cold 
The dopes getting sold 
The blocks getting high and this shits getting old 
Skin feeling frozen my feet are feeling numb 
Midwest boy in the blitz of rolling blunts 
Chilling like Im supposed to
All you boys is old news
Since I dropped out
This aint old or new school
Doing what I used to
Never let em use you
Thinking bout you
And I hope I never lose you 
Its 4 AM
Flowing slow, thinking fast
Moonlight shining, blunt ash on my hands 
Its 4 AM
Flowing slow, thinking fast
Moonlight shining, blunt ash on my hands