Your always looking at me
Like I'm the one to blame
The reason I do what I do I can't explain
Could it be that I'm crazy or maybe
It's just the damn cocaine
The way it flows through your nose
And rushes to your brain
It's a shame
You never done the type of things
That I done
You probably never even heard of
Half the drugs I was on
Have you ever chased your line of coke
With shots of patron
Pop some E
Funnel hard liquor
Till you crawled your way home
There's a lot that I've blown
From perk scales to
Rolling Stones
Too much white
My skin is turning to
My Brittle bones
Somebody better hit the dealer
On the trap phone
So I can get some more
And feel the rush go through my dome
Telling me take it easy
Chill man I'm grown
Been like that ever since
I got kicked out my home
Now I'm alone
Gotta look out for my own
Should've been easy cuz
The right way I was always shown
Advice neglected
My troubles died off
Then resurrected
Now I had a bigger problem
That I just perfected
Check it
(Went from ashy to nasty to classy)
I went to blowing once a week to blowin
Every weekend
Then everybody peeped me out
Now we barely speakin
I went to blow some more
Now I'm barely eatin
By now I'm feelin all of my energy
Keeps depletin I'm fiendin
It started out me and this chick
Cuz all my friends they like to go and ditch
So I formed a little click
I had to get some new friends quick
Blowin alone was Makin me sick
Never thought so many people
Would do it so freely
Same dudes that burn tree
Thought coke was sleezy
Now it's better cuz
They buyin It hella
Easy
Was to the point where
I would blow a line
So it could ease me
Another problem
Was I lost my chick
It wasn't good
If I could turn it back
And never yak
Again I would
But I can't
Was feeling lost
To stop I know I could
That was day
In the life
Of my
Hood
Your always looking at me
Like I'm the one to blame
The reason I do what I do I can't explain
Could it be that I'm crazy or maybe
It's just the damn cocaine
The way it flows through your nose
And rushes to your brain
It's a shame