NOT THE DRUGS

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Rose Night & Purpl BANDIT

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Yeah
Rose Night
Yeah, yeah
Finished up this bowl of shut the hell up
But I still got shit to say, so I'm throwing it back up
Bitch, why you think I'm spazzing on this beat
Not for bucks
Not for name-calling
You know that it's very well your fault
Not the drugs
Yeah, it's not the drugs
I know you give no fucks
But that's your own damn struggle
I know you're looking for trouble
No no no, it's not the drugs
Not the drugs
Not the drugs
Not a pill, not a capsule, not no motherfuckin' bottle
Not the drugs
Rippin' up this beat like a top-secret document
I'm glad to be back, I don't even know where I done been
You're bitchin' like you're ovulating
Yet I'm contemplating
How to make you happy
And you're sappy
But you blame it on the drugs, right?
You were worse last night
And you said you skipped your meds
So prepare for a fight
That shit just don't add up
Tryna make me mad, huh?
Now I'm spending every second facing off these demons with a handgun
F*ck it, I don't need no damn glock
To put these bitches in their spot
Just words, I'm like John Wick
But I killed them with a talk
Flippin' up the bird when I overhear them talking shit
Just need some stitches
And the wounds ain't worth the bitches
So I throw them all in ditches
Which is why I make it a big deal that I'd rather love the riches
Because my life, it enriches
Calling this a song is an understatement
Calling this a diss is an overstatement
This is a relatable experience
For your weary ass to find way too goddamn serious
So, grab a barstool
Cause this shit ain't gonna stop soon
We've just gotten started
And your stupid brain is jumping on the moon
You're starting shit? How classic
I'm parting ships, and that's it
Got every pill, just name it
Some dollar bills, I'm way in
I'm just kidding, this shit's just fun
But my paper's out of space I'm done
(Shit, my paper's actually out of fucking space, alright just throw the hook on there or some shit)
Finished up this bowl of shut the hell up
But I still got shit to say, so I'm throwing it back up
Bitch, why you think I'm spazzing on this beat
Not for bucks
Not for name-calling
You know that it's very well your fault
Not the drugs
Yeah, it's not the drugs
I know you give no fucks
But that's your own damn struggle
I know you're looking for trouble
No no no, it's not the drugs
Not the drugs
Not the drugs
Not a pill, not a capsule, not no motherfuckin' bottle
Not the drugs
Not the drugs
Not the drugs
Not a pill, not a capsule, not no motherfuckin' bottle
(Haha) Not the drugs
It's not the drugs
It's the fake love
The cold heart
When will I feel real love?
Blamed it on the pills and the fabricated thrills
Getting chills down my spine every time I hear you lie
Bitch you know it's me and only me by my side
You're the one behind my back telling all the people lies
But it's okay, it's cool
Cause I'm taking off like a bird
I'm soaring through the sky
I'm glad we're cutting ties
Stupid bitch
I'm only gonna spit on your grave, and on this mic
Now we're through
All the shit I've been through
You don't have a goddamn clue
No no, you don't have a goddamn clue
But it's nothing new
Oh wait, that's my cue
Finished up this bowl of shut the hell up
But I still got shit to say, so I'm throwing it back up
Bitch, why you think I'm spazzing on this beat
Not for bucks
Not for name-calling
You know that it's very well your fault
Not the drugs
Yeah, it's not the drugs
I know you give no fucks
But that's your own damn struggle
I know you're looking for trouble
No no no, it's not the drugs
Not the drugs
Not the drugs
Not a pill, not a capsule, not no motherfuckin' bottle
Not the drugs
Got'eem

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