Wish for the Snow

(Intro)

Yo it's G Steele y'all, I been thinking

Over twenty years in the game let that sink in

I miss the days when fiends was cool with some coke

Now all they want is these crazy kinds of dope

(Chorus)

how I wish for the snow

how I wish for the snow

I don't want to mess with that molly

I don't want to pick up that dog food

(Verse 1)

I remember back in the day when it snowed all the time

Imagine what I'd do with it now that your boy's in his prime

Hustle game strong and I ain't even trying

Got drive like a mustang heart of a lion

Riding with a bad bitch shorty is a dime

Said she'll give it up if I bust her out a line

Pussy sounds good but it's money on my mind

Let me say it one more time (how I wish for the snow)

I'm like a kid Christmas eve in the desert bro

Hope I wake up in the morning to the sight of snow

Grab a shovel and bag it up then it's time to go

Whoo I don't got to fuck with that dope anymore

Love the money when it coming in fast

I don't want to push none of that trash

What I really need is a winter blast

Let it snow let it pile up fast

(Chorus)

how I wish for the snow

how I wish for the snow

I don't want to mess with that molly

I don't want to pick up that dog food

(Verse 2)

I'm tired of trying to make a living on this payroll

grab a pack and hit the trap then I lay low

with a couple biddies give me brain if I say so

crazy fucking life I live all because that yayo

up all night with the pyrex and the microwave

I ain't even sniff the shit still it has me up for days

stacking money like it's going with me when I hit the grave

yeah I'm sure there's better ways but (how I wish for the snow)

it's kind of sad looking back at the past year

was barely moving and don't think I ever caught the last gear

it's twenty twenty hindsight in my side mirror

my trigger finger itches every time I get an idea

I'm talking pencil in my hand not a twelve gauge

you'd think I'd have a lot to say the way I fill the page

I'm praying for some better days now I'm past the killer stage

I just wanna push a little cocaine

(Final Chorus)

how I wish for the snow

how I wish for the snow

I don't want to mess with that molly

I don't want to pick up that dog food