Tucked up under the nose, nobody has to know Hoes and the dough, getting higher while I smoke the dope Trying to forget the existence I live while looking for an exit Empty out the Glock while on rocks, why did I choose this type of existence Siphon the life from my chest while i choke on the dope Depression isn’t a subject I touch like class but I don’t got enough class to get some ass from these hoes while they snort the blow Eyes rolling back in my head, while getting insane brain from a bitch to make up for bein’ a snitch Skin fades to grey as I skate through life Holding the knife in my hand with a needle in my skin, feelin’ the pin Need to find something to make me happy so I can hide the pain in me Low on the dough, stressing if I’m ever gonna keep this high or imma have to fly Drugs in my lungs got me fadein’ Feelin’ like I’m phasin’ Paper everyday like it’s a cheaper way to live Spliff it up while I walk down in an alley Another talley on the board Taggin’ their queen like on a chess board All I can do is smile while my life goes down the toilet, but I don’t wanna spoil it Dope up in the foil while I toil with my thoughts Hidin’ alone in the darkness while I be glidin’ At the rate I’m going I’ll be the ruler of hell while I make these hoes dwell Ocean swells, carcasses in the well Cop tryna catch me Load the MAC and attack, lay the body in the back You think you can ruin me? Maybe Riding down the road in a ‘94 Chevy with a homie in a Hemmy Glock hangin’ out the window cocked back and ready to blast Paint the room red of an opp, blood matter on the walls and bodies fall Don’t mess with me bitch, I always find a snitch Turn a homicide into a suicide Bullet left in my 9, drop the hammer lookin’ at the sky Peace