Last was a great year, ask the click But this year was to our last half of brick Trying to survive in the drought where it no blow It ain't no [Incomprehensible] so with no dough
Yo 95 south sun moonlight Po-pos tight down before the The last lick went sour jammed the blow But like a weather man a light chance of snow
Lay low at the bottom at the Wait patient for my Haitian to hit me on the 'Cause my Haitian they always work even had shit when the Cubans were hurt
My nigga hit back he got no coke He the coast guard just knocked off the boat He said them Fed's in they out of control Knocking off major bricks with the patrol
A couldn't rap long 'cause the phones they be wired up I be the whole East coast dried up A nigga from raw dope to cheap base Ridin' 'round with the block Fed in the case
Surviving in the drought it ain't no blow It ain't no piece, yo it ain't no It no bricks, no chips, no food So me what the fuck am I suppose to do?
Surviving in the drought it ain't no blow It ain't no piece, yo it no dough It no bricks, no chips, no food So me what the fuck am I suppose to do?
In the drought I look the dope fiend in the grill Slang him a Asprin or a vitamin In the drought panic when that money stop Start slinging wamis and them dummy
Hit the projects in that 87 fleet drop Set up with a 9 pack of sheet rock a nigga get hot, now he wanna hit pop He brain wrestle he don't know I got my shit cocked
'Cause in the you get stuck like a thumb tack Dixie man got a 20 pack of come back A player fucked up till drought go down A nigga got to spread his hustle the drought come 'round
I'm stuck a player fucked up now I'm come back up It's back on with then pack the blow flooded The base happy and my workers show love it
My dog hit the about two hundred birds Off a Bahamian cruise that nigga got nerves Now Cubans is beeping and the Haitians is I'm to slanging whole chickens popping cases and balling
I got to put the team on so I'm them up RJ he the chef, he be them up, hookin' them up While I'm 'em, flipping breaking 'em down With the straight razor 'em
We got 'em harder than plus we pitching soft ball Jumping for how high this year gone cost y'all Since we the only wit it It's the lick of a time
Coming up in the drought through the paroofeal line This I'm gone sit on me 'bout ten 'Cause you never know when that drought coming in the drought, surviving in the drought
Surviving in the drought it ain't no blow It no piece, yo it ain't no dough It no bricks, no chips, no food So tell me what the fuck am I to do?
Surviving in the where it ain't no blow It no piece, yo it ain't no dough It no bricks, no chips, no food So tell me what the am I suppose to do?