Lyrics

Smoking on that packet like it’s never running out
All I got is water see you thirsty in a drought
All the shit I rap I fuckin did go ask around
Fifteen flipping tablets weighting ounces from the pounds
Living with the homie
Bringing addicts in the house
Homeless bring bitches over
Smashing on the couch
Selling crack up in v8
Me and Mikey outa town
Off to clay plans drifting
What you know bout
Dirty needles in the bathroom
Homie over dosing
I ain’t know until like half noon
It’s to fucking late
Had a feeling I should of asked you
If you where okay
Now I pop these pillys can’t move
Rest In Peace DOUGY
KASTRO and the GRIM too
I know ERUERA’s watching over me
Like fam do
Know KHALEIGH’s got my back
Remember the day I got the bad news
I broke the fuck down hit the block bad move
Pop another lid
Rap what your about
You ain’t never been a shooter
Boy rap what your about
You ain’t never been trapper
Boy Rap what your about
You ain’t never stabbed a ****
Rap what your about
You ain’t never hit a lick up
Rap what your about
You ain’t never been a shooter
Boy rap what your about
You ain’t never been trapper
Boy Rap what your about
You ain’t never stabbed a ****
Rap what your about
You ain’t never hit a lick up
Rap what your about
Written by: Muks Died
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