Cocaine

OH!

I never felt like this befoe

All the money I can blow

And it’s all because of joe..

Cociane….

It’s getting me all of this dough,

I’m running through a blizzard yeah all of this snow…

You see my counter’s all white, my tables all white.

My face is all numb and my jaw feels tight,

Throwing kush in the pipe..,

Just to try to mellow out.

Now my fingers all moist and it’s dry in my mouth..

Oh Damn I’m so high ..

shit so good tear dripping from eye.

It’s not because I cry. Plus my nose is all clear had me coughing from the line ..

Cocaine is misunderstood.

I don’t give a damn I’m getting money if I could.

You see the pay feels good . The lays so good,

My cupboards full of cash I can feed the whole hood…

Kill you with wood if u ever try to take it. I’ll Rob ya everything bruh I’ll leave ur ass naked.

I’ll treat it like a record bro I’m setting out to break it.

I’m all about the blow. All about the money

Cocaine., I’m making noses all runny having people wearing shades even thought it’s not sunny

Cocaine… yeah it’s cocaine..

Every night I’m switching lanes

Put that shit right on the street and now I’m rocking big chains…

Cocaine .. oh yeah it’s cocaine

Don’t mix it up just do your thang

Things for me are not the same

Things for me are not the same

You see i starting with an eight ball

Then it was an oh Zee

Just got a fucking kilo they all of a sudden know me.

I cook, cut it, measure it, bag it, sell it.

These fiends they want it, they call it, they grab it, they have it.

The big main thing I keep ‘em coming back.

I mean this shits so strong fucking heart attack.

Me i laugh back sipping cognac.

But if i really wanna play bro Alizay.

And it’s this big fucking pay that makes me wanna stay.

I’m sticking to my game plan, it’s safe man

I keep a very small circle just in case.

I got my pit bulls holding keys to my safes.

I got money for the bail just in case.

With a strong motivation, Cree is my nation, stack is getting high I need a ladder to place it.

Twenty five to life is what I’m facing.

I don’t mean penitentiary. I mean on the street, dog i hustle real hard so my family could eat.

I’m putting shoes on my feet.

My life is like a track and I put it on repeat. Yeah.

Hard-knock since the day I was born.

I’m running these streets even through a storm.

I’m banging all these bitches making homemade porn.

But… it’s business before pleasure. Money over bitches agrees my whole sector.

My whole Life I was lectured, how to be good. But now I’m so bad fucking raised by the hood.

My family tree is drug dealers and inmates is family. Ain’t nobody else give a damn about me. Now I make my own money now. Insanity.

Because I made it to the top.

Started from the bottom now I’m never gunna stop, counting all these bills the way seconds count a clock.

Playing in this game i ain’t never gunna stop .,,, till I drop

Like a rock or the world trade, look at I’ll be damn now he so paid. Only thing I blame for this shit cocaine. Everybody Wants A Name