[Verse 1 TRIP] Alprazolams be up on me Lorazepams and some oxys Hydros for my body and syrup I aint even coughing cause I had to stop with the smoking on dojas So now I just fill up my body with toxins Half of the time I get nauseous from all this withdrawing but then I just pop shit Pop one Pop Three Vodka Whiskey Im a Jack Daniels no face with ski Nose pain with keys to the brain trip play life not so safe see My own friends talk shit cause Im an addict now My own friends cough hits while I snort my habit now I wish they could try and face a trial Get fed a plate of denial Two whole years I aint allowed to smoke cabbage now Turn me into a savage How the fuck you expect me just to laugh it out I should have fucking sat it out Took all the slap arounds Try and not crack a motherfucking bitch and his fucked up smile Doing trustee work every single week Shit I woulda already been clean and out And back on my shit copping QPs Thats one pass three zips Smoke one to myself sell the other three quick Then I had some options with the profits for my closet or the puck for the globbage Cop a new rig set fire to nail like I named my piece auschwitz Ah shit All this talking bout it got me pissed off And I wanna go back Leave the motherfucking hash at the crib before I went off in the night Then I woulda saw the lights from the pigs This time I had not one hint of fright And I would have got away Went back home rolled up and smoked a whole eighth of haze But I cant so I guess you could say I learned a lesson that day Never ride with what you love if what you love will catch a case
globbage, woulda, dojas, alprazolam, lorazepam