Overdose

(альбом: MobWire - 2015)

Oh you mad cause I'm styling on 'em?
You mad cause I'm styling on 'em?

Uh, what's happnin'?
Aight
I threw a Four up in my big blue
I don't give a shit bitch, I know you sip too
S63 with AMG when I zip through
And I don' smoked about a zip too
Hoping I don't OD, smoking all this OG
Sipping on this codeine, hanging on Morphines
Hoe please stop bumping your gums
I'm off this Perc 30 and its 30 up in my guns, shit
I'm eating shrooms popping OxyContin
Kissing on this lean, straigh, straight, got me nodding
Off these downers, so down that you's my only option
To get high with us you know you got to be mobbing
I'm off this syrup I just gotta have it
They call me blow so you know I gotta powder habit
Stevie Joe and Joe Blow, we are not you're average
And when it comes down to drugs nigga I'm an addict

I know, I'm right back where I was before
But I'm not alone, you said take my hand
And we go, and we go
And I hope, that we don't overdose cause we don't
No we don't, ever know
When we have had enough
I know, and we go, and we go
And I hope that we don't overdose cause we don't, No we don't Ever know when we have had enough

I'ma overdose of this money nigga

Codeine got me thinking 'bout my Co-D's
Niggas out in two weeks but parolees
Young niggas where I'm from you can't control these
They'd rather have a hot head than cold feet
Thinking 'bout this house lick that went bad
A couple niggas made the news, a couple shit bags
Tryna' count a hundred thousand in new hundreds
If you ain't seen us pull up I ain't loose nothing
Four foreigns up on these broke niggas
If you ain't having no money take notes nigga
Everything designer that I be rocking
So everything that I be buying nigga you gon' be copying
Cuban Link and Yachtmaster, I get money fast
Philthy fresh 2, this a fucking classic
Dougie stuffed the kush all in the wrapper
A couple thousand in ice I'm thugging in the trap

I know, I'm right back where I was before
But I'm not alone, you said take my hand
And we go, and we go
And I hope, that we don't overdose cause we don't
No we don't, ever know
When we have had enough
I know, and we go, and we go
I hope that we don't overdose cause we don't, No we don't Ever know when we have had enough

Seatbelt's fastened, we gon' do the dash
Out of town off downers still moving fast
Fucked around, smoked a pound running through the pack
Give me that ac one liter, I'll throw a Two in that
Though life is so precious we still test it
Ingesting different drugs, looking real reckless
I might be one pint away from an early grave
Minding the days, been high since an early age
If you only live once then fuck it, I'm going in
And if loosing's not an option then fuck it, I'm gon' win
High as I be, with my eyes open
I sleep when I'm dead, I'ma ride till the end
Still sip, hoping that I don't slip
Got health problems and promised Mom I was gon' quit
Life's still a bitch, got me gripping that Four Fifth
So I'm pimping on that hoe, tryna' get what I'm gon' get

I know, I'm right back where I was before
But I'm not alone, you said take my hand
And we go, and we go
And I hope, that we don't overdose cause we don't
No we don't, ever know
When we have had enough
I know, and we go, and we go
I hope that we don't overdose cause we don't, No we don't Ever know when we have had enough