I´m on what I ´pose to be on Know what I´m sayin´? I´m steppin´ how I ´pose to step Right over left, I send mine to Haiti And land in Hell
I don´t have to sell my soul, I was already a zombie when they found me (know what I´m sayin´) I´m on my demon for real, I´m right over left I don´t want no sleeping pills, I´m up trying to catch What the fuck you mean I´m on this meth I´ll scratch something I was at baby house, eighteen with a Tec on me I was selling cookies, seventeen with a check on me I hit the bookie told Brucie should bet on me Why me and Letlet never made It official Why would I let a nigga carry my pistol I´m with the Z´s I put a nigga on a zit list He push my buttons one more time I´m a zip ´em Everybody laughed at me but do you want a mirror Sometimes I get to thinking God left me with him
I think he neglected me, but sometimes I hear him I can hear him telling me, "Jacoby my real one" I get to geeking like its about to be chow time I told the snipers pull up on me at Mama house You get it done they say, but you don´t go do it It´s all the same but stop trying to play like you do it If you in the game, you tryna shoot past Boosie And Bobo say "Kodak I think you can do it" What´s all this dissing about, thought you were a dog of mine I´m breaking in a house, I´m cutting off the power line Hey throw that cigarette away you look stupid We was in the range I taught you how to smoke toonchie I´m on some new shit in life, you ain´t included You wished to be like me, you really a groupie
The heartless felons say it´s freezing in Cleveland They count on me to do the stepping strategic And before I lie, I get in zombie position All of the drama has been clouding my vision Me and the squad have been going through a division Inshallah, I´ll make it right for this Christmas, uh Say I pray, always got a plan for me different You can die by my way trying to link with these bitches Ain´t nothing I hate more than hoes trying to be niggas They hold my weight, going to get more high than these niggas Lord knows I ain´t got no business on these jiggas
In my past life, I think Sosa was my family member I´m trying to fall back in love with Percs and Promethazine I don´t know why I smoke a lot of methamphetamine
Listen to what they don´t say Bitch, fuck what you telling me? Gotta get rich so my big cousin Jay Dirty can stop selling clean Hollywood ain´t for a nigga Rather go live in the polka bean Fuck nigga gone make me kill him Rock that boy in his rolly jean Goofy nigga rocking ones tonight Poor-ass ho, we already know it´s sheen Why would I let you hold my pipe? How you gon´ know when I know to squeeze?
Only scene rocking soldier reeves Dropping dick in her ovaries Only time I´m left over right When I´m taking pictures and I throw the Z