Bad Drinks

I'm the only one around me that ain't choose to dibble and dabble in drugs
Instead I dibbles and dabbled in words
Me
Mr. poetics
Catchy thoughts to pull some of the baddest birds
Catch me on one
I tripled the score
I just wanted to experience the noun
Persons
Place
And things
Everywhere u niggas would ever woulda dreamed of
The life we drawn up
From days of being a fuck up
I'm just living for the now
I used to take it for Granted
But I'm after Grants like Orlando now
My Horus
Reads bags on top of bags
My Forrest
Is fire proof
Incase these haters wanna drop a match
No poofs
Unless I appear
In what appears
To be someum foreign
Blasting something godly for ur ears
Note the bars iz
Something necessary for ur years
Of adulthood
I took my lumps
Massaged a way
Now I run these parts like gump
I am an upcoming movie
I'm far away
U couldn't out do me
If ur chick rode this dick on the A Train

I'm just living
What could I say
This hangover brought the evils my way
A lane over
Coulda been RIP day
But instead we celebrate moving out the PJ's
Lil black kids wanna be tough n die
Why?
We could all make
Dolla under these skies
Why limit our growth to a coffin
When we could expand to a million
Why talk tough
When we could ignore them
Cause the broke is goin be broke until they transform their ways of thinkin
U crabs can't clutch my black skin
To pull me back in
I am hot shyt
I am a big win
I need big drinks
Oh we drinking drinking
What the fuck was u really thinking
Now u rotted away
In a ditch stinking stinking
The gone way
Tote handles the long way
From side angles
To bust at niggas when they clap first
I could never loose my heart when a Kats emotions burst
I'm the guy
U a has been
A small fry
U couldn't even detect with a cat scan



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Greenwood
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