Prescription drugs, me love Percocets, Xanny bars, get involved Stuck in this high, can't shake it off I'm falling off, I hold a thought What's wrong with me? Now the pressure I'm stressing deep, even in my My call, I hit ignore My daughter calls, I press My chin press on my chest, my press the floor I'm blanking out, up on the couch on my shirt, my stomach hurts I had a ball sellin' 80s but yo, the karma's I cry when nothing's wrong, I'm mad when is involved My senses harmed, ruggish A couple Xannies popped, my pill box drugs
What's wrong, daddy?! up! Wake up!
drugs, I fell in love My little secret, she gon' a thug My body numb, she like to give me I her touch, I get a rush When she don't come around, I start to go My heart erupts, I'm in pain My phone ring, and ring and ring If you ain't selling drugs, then I hear a thing May 7, Ali calls, p.m. of 6:45, I finally answer time He said "Come to the stu', I'm all your rhymes" I decline, at least that's in my mind the keys, need some wood for the trees Dap the 'fore I leave, max on my AC Continue right, seeing light Wise night, but my life drugs
What's wrong? You tired? You Okay, I love you, daddy
I stopped selling crack today I stopped selling crack today (What you say? you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a
I just stopped selling today I just stopped selling today (What you What you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a
Crazy, got my sex on wet in her 80s, get these off new shoes for my Oxy, I don't no Pablo or no papi What you know a pill, plus a 8-ball You gotta re-up 50 times to get a rack off, ungh I can get a hundred of 'em, make 3 G's Only took two days, only one time the sun barely shine and it rain for about Nine months out the year, man something right here For nigga, cheers, when I look up at y'all city like lookin' in the mirror Damn had a career, just might shed a tear, ungh Man, this shit here for my niggas who ain't make it home Sitting on a tear, got a dap to a nigga bright in here, life ain't fair If I was in your shoes, I would've copped, don't Had a scene, had the like clear, ungh Big body cold like a Polar Bear, I sold more shit than hookers, expensive tees, resemble a push up Stopped selling crack, white don't fuck with narcos slave, got whips and chains Dirty money, clean money the same, even if I got life, I saying a name
I just stopped selling today I just selling crack today (What you say? you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a
I just stopped crack today I just stopped crack today (What you What you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a
Groovy, when I die tell Spike Lee make a Oh wee, cops bringing dogs so they don't my bitch booty Oxy, O-X-Y, feel like I could stop me Quincy, now how you nigga up every now and then in a Bentley? Easy, 60-40-50, you can get one for 30 if you let me hook this Let a nigga fuck then my dogs see your stopped selling crack today When it get hot, smoke a pill, watch it glide Dr. J I you I'm your doctor, kay? You can crush this shit, you can this shit You can take shit, you can smoke this shit Do you like shit, nigga? Your go numb, synthetic heroine Without the injections, do the same love and How could they say feeling is an addiction? But the world is of shit, so I don't listen In fact "We living to die" is a So trapping in a Nissan, O-X-Y, I keep 'em, O-X-Y, you one
I just stopped crack today I just selling crack today (What you What you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a
I just selling crack today I just stopped selling crack (What you say? you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a