The AJ Kid - 80 Proof Lyrics

If it ain't 80 proof or up I just ain't f*ckin' wit it
Don't put no soda in my cup you jacking up my liquor
AJ Kid, I'm from The Junction, homie, what your lungs hit?
Roll a thousand blunts while homie sniffing up the fun dip
Whiskey out the f*ckin' bottle when I'm raging, get him
Head full of problems, feeling like a monster, smoking killer
I'm higher than a f*ckin' rasta, I just paid that dealer
I made it home, I'm looking f*cked up staring in the mirror
What do I look like sober? I don't think I remember
It's been a minute since the business threw him in the blender
It's been a long December
That winter made me vicious
These f*ckers staring at me colder, prolly look suspicious
Might just get to spitting at 'em, pick these words or weapons
You might just get the message
You might just get to steppin'
You might just wake sweating in the night, my bars are stressing
I eat a heart for breakfast
I'm starving, art is precious
Don't get me started, I'm the hardest, I got zero blessings
Grew up thinking I'm retarded, now I know the rest is
I got that power from a bottle, rose up downing crown
I got that loud up from the bottom, crank an ounce to pounds
Got a lot of problems, damn, he make 'em sound astounding
A felony away from busting rounds in crowds around him
I got to leave this town
I think the kid is dying
I think he crazy out here tryna start a f*ckin' riot
I'm talking setting fires
I'm sparking, where's my lighter?
I'm rocking amplifiers, Pac ain't dead he live inside us
My god, the kid a rider, thinking military minded
I got this thing for dropping bombs up in my f*ckin' writing
I f*ckin' hate this world, I hate ya'll and I wallow in it
We could have been so f*cking great but people hollow headed
I got to stay up in Apollo ain't apologetic
If it ain't 80 proof or up I just ain't f*ckin' wit it