Cocaine

I'm so anti-social, often by my solo Smoking on a pre-roll Whipping up sum magic Need sum mo', dollars like Aloe My baby walking He need shoes and some food, and some extras I been, walking with Cain Scrapping up something out of nothing [Yah yah] me poor Nobody do help we, what me recourse Going hunting with the rifle, we gon' eat tonight Yes of course, paten on big table My brethren, connecting white dots all around And my friends they kill they friends, when numbers don't add up How it weigh out on the scale Cut throat, low tides where you find em' Ain't no way out, gave my brother an SK Just so that he feel safe, no joker She say I look a dope boy (Dope boy) Say I smell good like a Rasta Said I talk, like a thug nigga (But it sound smooth, like the Pastor) She want to know if I'm gangbanging or I'm dope slanging I tell her nah, I'm just from the hood baby (Hood baby) Family split, got damn what ya'll do that for Ask mama why she always working, tell me because of need more Came from the bottom Miami, now I'm up in Charlotte Caught up sewing a web and my car smell like cocaine (Cocaine) She say I look a dope boy (Dope boy) Say I smell good like a Rasta (Rasta) Said I talk, like a thug nigga (But it sound smooth, like the Pastor) She want to know if I'm gangbanging or I'm dope slanging (Slanging) I tell her nah, I'm just from the hood baby (Hood baby)