historian

Livin' life fast Livin' life fast All these bitches I had On my historian path from how I came up Everybody coming around now I can't blame em All these drugs laying around and imma take them Pops said"no you gotta watch your back""Don't let them take ya" Of course not I do the shit for Tai gon make em pay Talkin pay ya closest man's to stab your back and snake ya Put a bag on top of his head and pop him right where he laying at yeah All up in ya bitch throat, yea rodger that I am I love it I hate it these fuckin hangovers don't end All these narcotics inside us shawty you feel them kickin in? Can you tell me why you feel this way? She say wait, wait, why would I do that oh Everytime that check hit I think bout what you said Was it because of me, me, me, me I hope you reach nirvana Cus it seems we're all living a lie Or is she only tellin lies to me? A bloody ending is what I see, huh, yeah Tag poppa Drug taker Shit talker Historian boy Preserve my corpse Lil pure takin over, we takin over I'm double cupped up, ye I cannot hold you Where are you? I need it Up in you In public I miss it Securing your heart is an impossible mission