Dis Substance

[Intro]

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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