[Verse 1: King Iso] Wake up in the morning, take a piss Eviction notice on my counter door I so don't give a shit I only wanna get some coke because I'm doper than Lamar Odom Plus I got a hoe that look like Khloe on the Strip 'Bout to sniff another Xanny, pull my bitch up by her panties Weather feel like it's Miami or Mattoni in the bricks Heard some niggas beefing with me That's bologna with some chips Thinking in the river nigga like an oldie or get sent Bet I won't remember them or Lord can I repent I ain't never going back like the homie out the pen People prolly wanna kill me for some old shit I was in I be thinking "Did I do it?" and I know I prolly did No in-seam but I got the forty on my hip Y'all can bear witness like Yogi 'bout to snitch And I bet I'll get ya shorty, I was broker than a bitch But I guarantee you, she gon' let me poke her with no chips Niggas can't kill a ghost man, you know I'm what it is I'm already dead little homie I'm convinced Ay that was for the gang, got to show 'em how I live It's some inside things them and only I'ma get Popping all these pills, brain holy like a Christian Weed got me 'bout to let go of my retention They know what time it is without a Rolly on their wrist Yeah this music kinda dark but brody got it lit Then I murder everybody leave 'em floating with the fish When they find 'em they'll be bloated like a hoe that got to shit Already brain-dead prolly, I don't know how I exist Wanna see a dead body? Blood poke him with a stick Did it by my lonely, ain't a codependent bitch Shout out to my homies still rolling with the sick Pull back up on a hoe because I know she with the shit Fuck her, wake up in the morning, bet I won't remember shit Like that
[Hook] Got some fucked up things goin' on inside my brain that no one can assist I get high, so high, I know but I still fall low in the abyss So I drink and I smoke, pop a pill then go into the mist And when I wake up in the morning I bet I won't remember shit I bet I won't remember shit I bet I won't remember shit
[Verse 2: King Kash] Bet I won't remember shit, I put this blunt up to my lips Treat the paper like a coin and niggas know I'm 'bout to flip Novacane up in my veins I'm feeling numb to all this shit Since I got up in the game I had 'em nervous like a twitch Call these bitches trampolines the way they jumping on my dick And when it comes to your opinions zero fucks is what I give When I came up from the bottom, broke the surface like a fen And hating niggas want me dead, or doing life up in the pen But I made it worldwide, across the world where I done been Even though they did me dirty like the waters up at Flint Y'all ain't really moving like your bodies in the splint Put some holes up in their top like I'm trying to let them vent Remember all the days when I ain't even have a cent And I was digging in my pockets, only pulling out the lint They got me running up a bag for the knife I came up wit' I wasn't eating not a crumb and I ain't even have a mint For this music I was made to turn my pain into a hit I smoke a blunt and take a sip, I pop a pill, I may forget That I'm strange and really sick, text, killer photo pic Couldn't see me through this hell, riding low up in this whip Going in and out of focus, didn't notice I was it Woke them niggas like some Folgers and they know I was hella schiz All the woofing I was doing, get 'em photo like a tit Shit I'll do a little stint for droppin' niggas like a hit Am I even making sense or really ain't no faking it It seems I'm lost in space again and I don't know what day it is What you do ain't phasing 'em and then they go back to make amends 'Cause I blew they hated it, that's why these niggas faking friends Said I never break a pen the industry and take a wince And when this beat be creating 'em I scratch your face like breaking wind Never let these settled in, these painkillers fading in They got me feeling like the weather, bet I won't remember shit, motherfucker!
[Hook] Got some fucked up things goin' on inside my brain that no one can assist I get high, so high, I know but I still fall low in the abyss So I drink and I smoke, pop a pill then go into the mist And when I wake up in the morning I bet I won't remember shit I bet I won't remember shit I bet I won't remember shit
[Verse 3: Snake Lucci] I was in the Bahamas sipping on Presidente Smoking Jamaican but Cuba cigars pushing mix-tapes Going on cruises, I'm calling 'em guava juice sent steaks Smoking that presidential Donald Trump nigga big strains Loud dream that oracle white fire OG blackberry kush That blue odyssey, that green crack strain Edible's infused drinks, that rap lean Y'all be smoking that bamboo end stems and black seeds Pinners in the pen cost 25 slugs Smoke a nigga for what he paying with a 45. snub Shadow niggas like it's pure T.H.C I'ma soreno it but I be with 25 Bloods I won't retire, I'm a OG Jason how I fire up the Voorhees It's a force fire when I blow trees Stepping on these squares like hopscotch Higher than a nose bleed, gimmie the mic I won't leave I hope my mama went to heaven when she overdosed Got me feeling empty, cold-hearted but I know the ropes Only way I know the cope is rolling hella blunts to smoke It numb the pain enough to make the devil get the holy ghost Sitting in the cell hella Colo Brodie roll over populated sticking I control the over flow Prison politics and dubbed to y'all niggas don't wanna smoke But try to make parole I'm banging saying I'll control a boat I won't remember shit as long as I roll up a spliff I'm blessed to see my homie lift like uber I was taking trips I hit the bong, I take a rip, I pop a thizz But not a stick up my back against the wall I feel like I'ma hit a lick Got me stressing over shit but I will never stress a bit You saw my heart and blast it nigga I get real with Bloods and Crips Rest in peace to Rodney "Yuck" Hunt free D Ray "the stunna" shit I hit the bottle, smoke a spliff and missy won't remember shit
[Hook] Got some fucked up things goin' on inside my brain that no one can assist I get high, so high, I know but I still fall low in the abyss So I drink and I smoke, pop a pill then go into the mist And when I wake up in the morning I bet I won't remember shit I bet I won't remember shit I bet I won't remember shitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
