Flake looking like gold dust
Nigga get a whiff of this uncut
Bloody Marys at brunch
From last night still drunk
Popped a Adderall nigga that was my lunch
And I gotta hunch
Roll another blunt
Call some hoes up nigga lets do some bumps
Caught up in the whirlwind
Life took a tail spin
Hid behind designer shades
Life of sin
Lost control
Don’t have a soul
Myself I don’t know no more
Numbing up with drugs
To suppress these feelings
Praying to the heavens
Letting these devils get the best of me
Nigga what’s the recipe for a good time
A whole lot of liquor while you doing coke lines
Residue on my mustache
How could it last
Roll a hundred dollar bill
Nigga blow cash
Can’t nobody tell me no
Nigga pass me that blow
Got to the point ain’t gotta buy drugs
Niggas just give to em to me
Yea they think they showing love
And that’s what’s up
Kinda fucked up
Now I do way it more then I use to
Have no clues
All the false alarms
Where most would of died
But my tolerance strong
Been cursed all alone
Whole family addicts
Floating through my bloodstream
Like I gotta have it
Tried to quit a few times
But it didn’t work out
Can you understand
What my life is about
Cause I think you don’t
So take a step inside
A mind so horrific
Images that I hide
Take look inside
Scare you for life
This is the way
Nigga step inside
Mimosa for breakfast
With a thick hoe from Texas
Got good karma
Feel the persona
Got the Hermes towel while I'm up in the sauna
Smoking on ganja
Tasting like caramel
Ass so fat think she get it from her momma
Came along way hitting thots in spots
Now I fuck pornstars I done jerked off and watched
Spending racks up in Bergdorf
Bitches take ya shirt off
Took a couple molly’s
Now they wanna have a twerk off
Guess who the judge
Why they hold the grudge
Me I done got it on my own out the mud
Will it all last
Will it all last
Roll a hundred dollar bill
Nigga blow cash
Will it all last
Will it all last
Roll a hundred dollar bill
Blowing money fast
Bust it open Flake looking like gold dust Nigga get a whiff of this uncut Bloody Marys at brunch From last night still drunk Popped a Adderall nigga that was my lunch And I gotta hunch Roll another blunt Call some hoes up nigga lets do some bumps Caught up in the whirlwind Life took a tail spin Hid behind designer shades Life of sin Lost control Don’t have a soul Myself I don’t know no more Numbing up with drugs To suppress these feelings Praying to the heavens Letting these devils get the best of me Nigga what’s the recipe for a good time A whole lot of liquor while you doing coke lines Residue on my mustache How could it last Roll a hundred dollar bill Nigga blow cash Can’t nobody tell me no Nigga pass me that blow Got to the point ain’t gotta buy drugs Niggas just give to em to me Yea they think they showing love And that’s what’s up Kinda fucked up Now I do way it more then I use to Have no clues All the false alarms Where most would of died But my tolerance strong Been cursed all alone Whole family addicts Floating through my bloodstream Like I gotta have it Tried to quit a few times But it didn’t work out Can you understand What my life is about Cause I think you don’t So take a step inside A mind so horrific Images that I hide Take look inside Scare you for life This is the way Nigga step inside Mimosa for breakfast With a thick hoe from Texas Got good karma Feel the persona Got the Hermes towel while I'm up in the sauna Smoking on ganja Tasting like caramel Ass so fat think she get it from her momma Came along way hitting thots in spots Now I fuck pornstars I done jerked off and watched Spending racks up in Bergdorf Bitches take ya shirt off Took a couple molly’s Now they wanna have a twerk off Guess who the judge Why they hold the grudge Me I done got it on my own out the mud Will it all last Will it all last Roll a hundred dollar bill Nigga blow cash Will it all last Will it all last Roll a hundred dollar bill Blowing money fast Explain Request ×
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