Got the Oz, laced Cocaine
Smoking OG, poppin OC's
Keep on pouring, that mixed Codeine
Waste ya whole prime, snorting Cocaine
Look, as I find time
To pen down these rhymes
I ain't gotta do no lines
I ain't gotta pop a xan
To my cousins out in AZ
I hope yall gotta plan
This shit isn't cool man
Get up off ya ass and do something good
You not from the hood
Ops pullin up cause you twisted up
Trappin out yo parents crib like what the f*ck is good?
Pull up with that f*ck shit
Man I wish you would
Man I wish you would
I wish you f*cking would
You only got this life
F*ck incarceration but it only seems right
Damn!
It only seems right, it only seems right
I hate hearing that you somewhere secluded
Far from your family but Addiction's tough
It only gets worse better get cleaned up
Been five years since the last time we met up
And that's when you said you gave it all up but
Back to bad habits
After Peep and Mac I don't want to peep you dead cause you Oded
Or got popped with a mac to the back of the dome piece
Yea real shit
Yea real talk homie
You ain't cripping so you can't C walk homie
You just looking like a big damn phony
All up on your Instagram damn man sad man
And this hurts cause I love yall
And it hurts cause I love yall
I wish this wasn't trouble
But I don't want to see your body and a shovel
I just don't want to see your body and a shovel
Yea!