Druggies

Chorus I know every word that you say, so I don’t really care about you or your apologies This is what I say, cause I don’t give a f*ck And you know that don’t so please don’t bother me I know every word that you say, so I don’t really care about you or your apologies This is what I say, cause I don’t give a f*ck And you know that don’t cause I’m a druggie Verse Time or two I’ve been dealt with struggles This time it’s gonna be different cousin We gonna get them platinum plaques We gonna be where the bitches at Fuckin’ and smokin’ dope Babbage to killa dro That’s just how shit goes, we motha fuckin’ druggies bro Good ol’ American pot head is what my mama labeled me Thrown into society where all there is, is drugs for me So, I run for the corner to get a bag of the weed bro Light that shit up and take it to the fuckin’ dome hoe You know me, the K A Z, the same mother fucker who was throwin’ it up Now I’m on my motha fuckin’ front porch sittin’ here steady lightin’ it up Now tell me, what you gonna do? Keep it straight, or keep it high? What’s your motha fuckin’ reason for not puffin’ upon the la? Sky high, I’m red eye, Bloodshot down to the curb Damn, what’s the word? I’m gonna give these motha fuckas somethin’ they ain’t never heard Over there, what ya want? Keep ya mind on what ya taught From Detroit to the Deep South We gonna keep this shit poppin’ loud. Verse 2 These are daily battles And I don’t run for cover And I never fear the man that walks the sand and leads me to the river These are the dreams that I always perceive And I don’t know what they mean, so I take it to the fuckin’ green And I smoke up, and I don’t really care If heaven is a dream, than life is a nightmare All these kids around me that I don’t even know They pretend to be my friends, but in the end, they always show what they all about Robbin’ and stealin’ shit Some of these motha fuckas can’t even handle it Bitch, this is new shit Behind the scenes exclusive With a yankee white boy With two auto toys Don’t make a killa get stupid