Nines - Drug Dealer Poetry Lyrics

Yeah, man
Sad, end of an era
The streets don't want him to
I know personally he's on to other stuff
But he's always gonna to be a legend that's for sure

Uh
Always now I see the world
Back when my TV had a BBL
I should be livin' somewhere tropical
But life always hits you with obstacles
Save your dough, don't be chasin' hoes
Best friends turn to strangers
That's the way it goes
School days feds search my bag
Me and Pyrex should do a merch collab
'Cause I could teach you how to bill a lime
I made a bird disappear like the Twitter sign
My music was mainstream
Same time I was in jail hidin' shanks in my face cream
I told my girl, "I'm too old for jail"
I had to throw my scale, no more O's for sale
Last time I lost a pallet, I was stressin'
Even though I took an L, it was a lesson

My nigga said she wouldn't last, but I thought she was my wife
Up and down for a real nigga, story of my life, uh
They always talkin' 'bout my dough, they fixated
The strip got raided, I ain't worried, 'cause bitch I made it
Now I can show my youngins how to run a business
These niggas know nothin' about forgiveness
My nigga showed me how to sell a draw
Wish my older told me about credit score
In my cell niggas screamin' from next door
F*cked on- girls that just made me miss my ex more
Bro died my nightmares came true
Copped a new watch, I was gassed for a day or two
Used to weigh up on my bed, lengs in the background
Rocks on the cover, but we weren't playin' smackdown
I'm from the Churches it's extra bait
Told the pastor to put my album in the collection plate
It's Nines