Meditate

Smokin this strong just to meditate Pray every night that I get a wraith Money and guns all in my safe Squeeze the trigga don't hesitate Ain't bout no paper I ain't in the mood I died before ain't got shit to prove Born winner how can I lose Need a chemist for all this dog food The snakes in the grass made me heartless I took it to trial beat them charges Riding in spaceships wit martians These diamonds make me a target The devil made me a offer Eternal life with no coffin Make the wrong move imma off him Close range with the 9 I'm flawless My circle surrounded by bosses My killers approach em wit caution No drank in my system I'm nauseous No percs in my system I'm nauseous Pain on my spine I need morphine You ever cooked cracc for a dope fiend You ever supplied & fed yo whole team And still accomplish all yo dreams All this drip on me I'm saucin Got a bacc in when I'm parking Shoot first ain't no talkin Dump em where fishes and sharks swim Buy all the work own the market Window shopping call that stalkin V-Lone wit da mag I'm a marksman Paint yo whole body a artist That Draco made me retarted We ended the beef we ain't start it The giants always fall the hardest Sniper rifle shoot the farthest The softest always bark loudest Never forget when I was starving I ate the apple in the garden The same nigga from the projects Smokin this strong just to meditate Pray every night that I get a wraith Money and guns all in my safe Squeeze the trigga don't hesitate Ain't bout no paper I ain't in the mood I died before ain't got shit to prove Born winner how can I lose Need a chemist for all this dog food Pyrex in the pot watch my wrist work Rollee frost bit got my wrist hurt Grandma upset cause I missed church Rather shoot first than get hit first Rather get money being broke a curse Disrespect me yo future car a hearse You niggas selling dreams I'm selling work I know real life goons all they do is lurk I don't trust shit but the calculator Before I pay for pussy I masterbated Got shot 5 times thank god I made it Know some real niggas locced away in cages Feel good to win when u born to lose Sold dog food so I could buy jewels Throw gang signs like I'm in high school Eating Thai food with my tycoons Rob niggas who rob niggas Don't lose ya life over pride nigga Front line never hide nigga Like van doors I'll slide nigga Can't wait to get rich, exotic cars and private jets Move my niggas out the slums Plate full from eating crumbs Have u chasing yo lungs Handhelds that come wit drums Live my life on the run all day collecting funds A thousand 8 grams Got it out the mud no credit card scams Doors open like lambs Do it for the mob don't do it for the gram Smokin this strong just to meditate Pray every night that I get a wraith Money and guns all in my safe Squeeze the trigga don't hesitate Ain't bout no paper I ain't in the mood I died before ain't got shit to prove Born winner how can I lose Need a chemist for all this dog food