I love the bass No regards for my life Separating lines with an ace of spades Hooray for that Yay If I could I'd do this all day But *shit* I may OD So I, gotta take it slow Heart rate begin to slow Get a 4.0. of that OE Then hit Jo up for more weed I, need my fix nigga The accumulated amount I spend on drugs Will, make you rich nigga But, that's only if I live nigga N I, just might end it all Starin at this bottle of aderol But I, love my bass tho Take another dose to the face yo Can't just stop on a say so Cold turkey really ain't the way to go I'd rather be fucked up all my life As oppose to no drugs for just one night So turn it up Bitch turn up The roof is on fire, let that bitch burn up Then let it rain on us Ashes to ashes n dust to dust Till I feel concussed Ever feel like gettin elevated is a must? It's all the same no matter what u touch Whether ya eyes low, ya head rush, If ya face numb, Or ya cheeks blush, Pass the Dutch, lemme roll that U tryna spliff this? Where the shtog at? Feeling a Lil under the weather, where the Prozac Life hangin by a limb like coat rack You innocent, witnessin substance abuse Negligent of the negatives drugs do But I'm all about that good shit Can't wait till that bass hit So underground shit I talk to the dead Smoke on the herb curb thoughts in my head On some real shit I been lookin to kill shit Contracted to the culprit Till I killed an innocent Searchin for forgivahness Prolly find God in prison but I ain't going I murdered all the witnesses Spit like malificent Testament to my temperament Pullin ivory off the elephant in the room Shit, now I got a new necklace comin for yo head n I'm leavin u neckless Poacher, Creator, Holder, Defender, Keeper of goals Yes I play all those roles Only team that I know Less I fux witchu You kno who If fuxwitchu N if I don't You know who u R.i.p to me yo shits khaki doody, I'm just cocky doode see, Cuz when I flow the shit sound good Ain't made a cent but make sense like I should Wonder how I can continue proceeding without currently receiving currency for my proceedings, well I don't a nigga can't really complain, So I won't Even tho there's people that have what I don't But I be like fuck that, that's how I roll Pack 4 dot Sip 4-0 my casa is one flo wit very few windows My room smell like indo Why I'm always indos Shit my crib is made nice by the shit that I own Begining to lose my Mothafuckin mind like where the fuck is mine, where the fuck is mine I need my cut nigga Razor to the wrist I done, put, all, my, blood, sweat n tears in this shit So fuck that, that don't fly wit me Cuz ain't no nigga fly like me Ain't no nigga fly like me Can't no nigga fly wit me