When I was a young one Future in front of me They All tried to warn me Music's a tough thing Got to do it for the love Won't make no money Oh, my how the misjudge me I Got a lack of respect For them green dollar bills Everything that I got I earned all by myself I got good friends to drink with Laugh at my stupid jokes I got a girl to smoke with Don't need much anything else I play guitar on the weekends I put on quite a show The people that know they know I Let that good karma grow I'm that good karma farmer Putting them good vibes down Plant seeds in the minds of people Because I love you so Let's talk on what's important Let's talk the afterlife Cuz If it costs I can't afford it Hope wings are sellil at half price I love good time good friends I Don't forget wbhos got my back It's all I ever needed in the end I know what goes out comes right back