Dropping like beats

A song about the real life of fentanyl.

Dropping like beats fetty

popping in the streets

Got ya robbing in the streets

And dropping from your feet

Ain't nothing realer than the petty from the dealer

From a seller to a killer

And you didn't mean to kill her

A song about the real life of fentanyl.

Dropping like beats fetty

popping in the streets

Got ya robbing in the streets

And dropping from your feet

Ain't nothing realer than the petty from the dealer

From a seller to a killer

And you didn't mean to kill her

Nodding in the streets death right before my eyes

They just found my dog dead

He only hit it one time

He didn't have to die

But I guess it was his time

I ain't even bout to cry

I just keep that shit in mind

Everywhere I go I gotta keep the fetty with me

Playing with my life like the reaper tryna get me

Used to be a king but it turned me to a fiend

Hope you don't know what I mean

I just pray that I get clean

Been using since a teen

But I ain't a victim on the scene