Mild Drugs (feat. Rad)
Take this mild drug and you will have a nice sleep without any nightmares
They say we running out of time we don't have stopwatches
Niggas love your pockets stop watching
You make a song, it's hot the blocks' watching
That means you're hotter now the cops watching
D'ussé on the block now the blocks' popping
I'm with Juanfe in the beamer with the top down
Niggas out here riding so motherfuck a lockdown
I've been doing me and a nigga gained a little weight
But what do you expect? I got a lot up on my plate
I'm good at reading niggas I can tell if you don't fuck with me
Been making moves consistent my own niggas looking up to me
My bitch can't get enough of me
Now they say I'm cocky, watchu want from me
I ain't met a nigga out here touching me
In my city when it comes to this shit is easy
Me and Aown in the studio fucking lit lit
Told my nigga something's gotta give gotta give
My nigga told me something's gotta give
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Round table discussions if a nigga out of line
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Round table discussions if a nigga out of line
Something's gotta give
Got problems with how I live
I'm elevatin' myself
While I'm raisin' my kid
I'm never waitin' for help
I'm penning my narrative
I'm on the chase for the wealth
I'm closin' right where it is
Always been dealin' with some crazy shit
Because most these niggas makin' it just make me sick
Pump fakin
I let that 380 hit
I'm comfortable nigga
Even where it's dangerous
Never ashamed I'm in my lane with it
Stay down till I come up with it that's what came with this
I run down on you you gon' be explainin' shit
My niggas food fightin' boy the way we stainin' shit
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Round table discussions if a nigga out of line
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Round table discussions if a nigga out of line
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Because if a nigga out of line
They say we running out of time we don't have stopwatches
Niggas love your pockets stop watching
You make a song, it's hot the blocks' watching
That means you're hotter now the cops watching
D'ussé on the block now the blocks' popping
I'm with Juanfe in the beamer with the top down
Niggas out here riding so motherfuck a lockdown
I've been doing me and a nigga gained a little weight
But what do you expect? I got a lot up on my plate
I'm good at reading niggas I can tell if you don't fuck with me
Been making moves consistent my own niggas looking up to me
My bitch can't get enough of me
Now they say I'm cocky, watchu want from me
I ain't met a nigga out here touching me
In my city when it comes to this shit is easy
Me and Aown in the studio fucking lit lit
Told my nigga something's gotta give gotta give
My nigga told me something's gotta give
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Round table discussions if a nigga out of line
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Round table discussions if a nigga out of line
Something's gotta give
Got problems with how I live
I'm elevatin' myself
While I'm raisin' my kid
I'm never waitin' for help
I'm penning my narrative
I'm on the chase for the wealth
I'm closin' right where it is
Always been dealin' with some crazy shit
Because most these niggas makin' it just make me sick
Pump fakin
I let that 380 hit
I'm comfortable nigga
Even where it's dangerous
Never ashamed I'm in my lane with it
Stay down till I come up with it that's what came with this
I run down on you you gon' be explainin' shit
My niggas food fightin' boy the way we stainin' shit
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Round table discussions if a nigga out of line
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Round table discussions if a nigga out of line
All my niggas know me
I really go for mine
Sorry to these hoes baby I can't spend a dime
Ten racks for the tape your pussy ain't gon' get me signed
Because if a nigga out of line
Credits
Writer(s): Radames Duran, Ali Aown Aown, Brandon Espinal
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