Cristiles - Drugs Part 2 Lyrics
f/ DB Tha General, Roach Gigz[Roach Gigz]Wow, kids crazy these dayssellin' syrup, pills and weed eighthsup and down the street like, who need grapes?I pull lil' bruh to the side like I need to hollawhy don't you get a job make legit dollarshe said "***** a job, that shit's bootsie""tryin' to be like you Roach, and get the groupies"I kept tryin' to tell 'em, that the end was nearin'but he was like ***** that, not tryin' to hear ithe want a nice car, and some new earingshe wanna be the flyest, if he sees what he likes he wanna buy itso this is what he do[Cristiles]It take money to make money that's why I take moneymost rappers is jokes that ain't funnyain't hungry as I am so I'm comin' with that aggressiveness'till I earn my respect for this and show that I'm the best at thiswho would've thought the Mexican would have hoes obsessed with himfantasizin' 'bout sexin' him, *****in' him and undressin' himspeakin' on me you jealous then, if we was never friendsshow up to your church, drag you out the booth you confess it inteachin' you what the lesson is, grindin's what my obsession iswhen I'm restin' in peace will be the next reason I rest againuntil it's then, it's either that or dealin' drugsbefore rap the only way to make a livin' was[DB Tha General]I get it out the trunk yeah I get it out the concretewe pack it up and ship it up, that's a nine pieceI'm sellin' work right off the iPhoneand I could get you murked, right off the iPhonein my zone, in my zone, a couple of stonesleave me alone, leave me aloneif you ain't 'bout gettin' money, you ain't 'bout gettin' moneyI metal up then stack it up and laugh at you dummiesspecial delivery don't think nobody hearin' meI'm rollin', I'm rollin'I know you suckas fearin' me[Cristiles]Drug dealin' thinkin' out the boxlil' homie sellin' rocks[Roach Gigz]He ain't thinkin' 'bout the cops
