Crushing up this X pill
Thinking bout my next thrill
Bro been down for 15 but he's catching Rec still
I just cut my side joint so now I got one less bill
Movin up to first class I wonder how that jet feel
Disrespected by the last offer probably curve the next deal
I'm from where they still pop them
Even though it's pressed pills
A lot of rappers richer than me did this shit with less skill
So I know I could get on quicker if I kept it less real
Goin thru the motions pour a triple shot of sumthin
Used to bag up in my momma bathroom with the water runnin
Woodrow Wilson in the lobby I would post up like I'm Drummond
Homicide was at my door with subpoenas gettin summond
Me n Dotta in that Sentra bustin licks out in stonham
Off of Exit 36 like the ounces in a brick
In the bity got some blood homies an I fuck with crips
Feds will put u in the blender don't get caught up in the mix
Cuz They'll have you in the tank next to junkies getting sick
Replace the buss down and put shackles on your wrist
Where'd them diamonds go?
Jewler won't give u half of what you spent
In your pockets but you coming up with lint
Don't make no sense
Say a prayer for me I'm feeling hopeless,
All I know I'm fed up with this broke shit,
My PTSD way too much to cope with,
On probation but I got to make this dope flip
I used to think about my life like it didn't matter
Risk my freedom roll the dice like it didn't matter
Blew my last on some ice like it didn't matter
Made the same mistake twice like it didn't matter
I put it in the air I blow it I don't throw it
I'm from where if you really got it you don't show it
Crack spoken word or either the dope poet
And even if you know if they ask you you don't know it
See me I'm from the put in work era
I was sliding way before the syrup in perk era
All you got to do is hit the switch and it works better
They say when you get right up on him it hurts better
I ain't got to up it
Cuz I don't ever tuck it
So any funny moves in this bitch and ima buck it
Real niggas in the room that's who ima fuck wit
That's why I'm probably stuck with what I'm stuck with
All I know is shit is real it be hard to focus
Niggas that know everything always be the brokest
It's crazy how you can get rich off one dope flip
But say a prayer for me I'm feeling hopeless damn
Say a prayer for me I'm feeling hopeless,
All I know I'm fed up with this broke shit,
My PTSD way too much to cope with,
On probation but I got to make this dope flip
I used to think about my life like it didn't matter
Risk my freedom roll the dice like it didn't matter
Blew my last on some ice like it didn't matter
Made the same mistake twice like it didn't matter
