I’m a fiend not a drug fiend but a dough fiend
I did a little stint, shout out to the south east
Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
The life of a drug dealer, lives down the drain
Just plain pat visions with some sick aim
The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.
Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse
Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive
C u fucked my life so i turned to the drug life
Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk
You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,
We was lookin for change 'til barack came
Chorus: ? life, life, life.. life is a pain.
Even when these drug lords hear, they'll take that as a myth//
Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes
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