Prescription drugs, me love Percocets, bars, get codeine 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 deep, even in my sleep My call, I hit ignore My calls, I press ignore My press on my chest, my knees press the floor I'm blanking out, woke up on the Dinner on my shirt, my stomach I had a ball 80s but yo, the karma's worse I cry when nothing's wrong, I'm mad when is involved My harmed, sluggish ruggish A couple Xannies popped, open my box Prescription
What's wrong, daddy?! Wake up! up!
Prescription drugs, I in love My little secret, she gon' kill a My numb, she like to give me hugs I her touch, I get a rush When she don't around, I start to go nuts My erupts, I'm curled in pain My phone ring, ring and and ring If you ain't selling drugs, then I hear a thing May 7, Ali calls, p.m. of 6:45, I finally this time He said "Come to the stu', I'm mixing all rhymes" I don't decline, at least in my mind Grab the keys, need wood for the trees Dap the 'fore I leave, max on my AC Continue right, seeing light Wise night, but that's my drugs
What's You tired? You mad? Okay, I love you, daddy
I just stopped selling today I just stopped selling crack (What you What you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a
I just selling crack today I stopped selling crack 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 for my baby Oxy, I don't know no or no papi What you know a pill, plus a 8-ball You gotta re-up 50 just to get a rack off, ungh I can get a of 'em, make over 3 G's Only took two days, only one time Where the sun shine and it rain for about Nine months out the year, man it's something here For Seattle nigga, cheers, when I look up at y'all city like in the mirror Damn near had a career, just might shed a tear, Man, this shit right for my niggas who ain't make it home Sitting on a tear, got a dap to a nigga bright in here, feeling life fair If I was in your shoes, I copped, don't care Had a scene, had the like clear, ungh Big body cold a Polar Bear, ungh I done sold shit than hookers, expensive tees, resemble a push up Stopped selling crack, cause don't fuck with narcos Vanity slave, got whips and Dirty money, money the same, even if I got life, I ain't saying a name
I just stopped crack today I just stopped selling crack (What you say? you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a
I stopped selling crack today I stopped selling 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 sniff my bitch booty Oxy, O-X-Y, only feel 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 this titty Let a nigga then my dogs see your kitty Just stopped selling crack When it get hot, a pill, watch it glide like Dr. J I you I'm your doctor, kay? You can crush this shit, you can sniff this You can this shit, you can smoke this shit Do you like shit, nigga? Your brain go numb, synthetic Without the injections, do the love and affection How they say feeling good is an addiction? But the world is full of shit, so I don't In "We living to die" is a contradiction So trapping in a Nissan, O-X-Y, I keep 'em, O-X-Y, you one
I just stopped selling today I just stopped 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 crack (What you say? you say?) O-X-Y, a moron, O-X-Y, a