Dis Substance

[Intro] [?] What it do Uh, ay [Verse 1] I been gone off alcohol can't get to the bottom of this jug I hit my plug “come n get me out this hole I dug” Hangs up, I shrug Seem like nobody got the time for me No time for REID, swallow up my platinum pride and bleed Memorizing lines to leave the house, can't get out da couch Addys out the pouch actin like they help an ounce I'm chasing, I'm racing, won't make it, I'm faded I face it, forsaken, can't take it no mo' I check the top dro, that’s where the powder go Hit up my old hoe, but I burned dat bridge long time ago Know I'm the shit, but right now I ain't shit So I sniff 'n' hit the studio but I can't writе shit Where the fuck I'm supposеd to look? Ain' know how much I took No answers in these books Livin' da life of a cold crook That’s wat I get right? Isn't that wat u said? Back to the loop, my own demise Livin' in my head [Chorus] And just like me, this substance better known to kill But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe DeVille Can't walk da line or hold still Dassa nother pill And just like me, this substance better known to kill But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe DeVille Can't walk da line or hold still Dassa nother pill [Verse 2] I said I won't regret no shit I ever did, that’s definite Ain't heaven sent 'n' it’s evident It’s hard to walk away with a dick this big Dirty 30 I'm standin' sturdy Hoes on my nuts 'n' they dirty I always worry, dip in a hurry Gotta boss it up gotta use my fury Got shit u dont, fuckin with shit u won't Neva home, these hoes be goin prone They hittin' my phone like “why u so alone?” I been round dat block quite a few times Still pickin dat lock, gotta get my mind in tact Look at da facts, 'n' pickup da slack Cuz fuck ya relations, ain't complicated I try to fit in but I ain't got the patience I think I'ma sadist, don't wanna be famous I just wanna stack up my gualla and tell 'em I made it Fuck what I want, right? Ima stay killin' it on sight Told 'em it won't be a long fight Boy I could do this shit all night And I will keep it sealed That’s my bitch, y'all know da deal Got ten toes down inna game for real Growin' up like grass wit da mass appeal Flak jack inna mask givin' caps a peel Matte black Cadillac and a pack of pills and a bag of skills Try to match, get skinned alive Can't stop me now, this game is mine [Chorus] And just like me, this substance better known to kill But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville Can't walk da line or hold still Dassa nother