Lyrics:
drugs
Poppin' Molly, rolling weed up
Who am I, Pusha T I'm from the Vi
R-G add another I, N-IA, and they hate
When they see me ridin' by, skinny tires
adore your smile the most
You are the source
Of my happiness
Trust will make things work
Love has taken its course
Let's get high by the shore
I
and lust is slowly murderin' us
'cause the drug game ain't what it used to be
So look deeper when they paint you a picture
And try to sell you a dream
'cause
a stain
Gone without a trace and I'm taking a second look
Caught a vision of the drugs that you wanted but never took
Cash in account got the FAFSA
better by biting my lip
Before I can get to the door with my keys
I'm already deep and you pull me in deeper
You taste even sweeter
The drug I need
I wish
I'm living for them good times
Don't stress about the high tides
Just hear so you can unwind
Oh yeah
Baby I can serenade
Show you there's nothing
with this life
Be careful, there’s no need to fright
My heart is covered by ice
The drugs, they taking my life
But for you, I will fight
I’m dark, but
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
Aye yung trapper man
Jujo
This for my two little angels in the sky you know
I ain't been concentrated lately I was gone off them drugs
Every time
to fade
My every bones are ready yeah!
Every beat drops, tension's serenade
Bring that fire, cool it down with your touch
And you, my queen, with you
serenade
No prayer left unsaid
You could never understand
The theme of your parade
A shell shock serenade
Serenade, Serenade
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
that, gimme that drug, keeps me late
What is the fuss, what is the fuss, blocking the ones, who are all fake
Gimme that love, gimme that love, gimme that
falling down)
(You are blinded by false hope)
You are blinded by false hope
Malevolent whispers
Last serenade by the grace
Once again, far away
Blessed
I been overthinking and staying up so much my parents think I'm doing drugs
No I don't do drugs, I just get high from secondhand
PTSD from my
Go!
The night's serenade again
Suddenly you'll feel the rain wash away your pain
Sin's the worst drug you've had
You're whispering come out,
I saw you walking by that door
But I didn't catch your name
Sometimes the best damn things in life
Are just a stones throw away
Well days go by
hope was the light through the cracks
'Cause otherwise it was very dim
If I was scared to die, I'd be scared to live
Escorted to paradise by the seraphim
myself
I can't raise you by myself I need help yeah I need help
Both my parents are the best drug addicts yeah
Both my parents are the best drug addicts
the table
Jewish platters, kreplach soups and sable
If you ain't stable, don't hang around cause I enable
Drug use, dick sucks from a fiend
Rib eye steaks
could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch
and seize
Got claymore mines and AR-15s
Sent down here by God, so I guess Randy Hercules
I can't take no Percocet, cause it take hold of me
I'm tryna hit
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