Whiskey - Instrumental

Sipping on whisky
Tryna black out
Please do not test me
I can't go back out
If I gotta leave
Ima pull the mac out
These demons I'm fighting
I can not tap out
Someone please tell me
What they talking bout?
Running up on me
Permanent knock out
Tryna smoke with me
I keep the block loud
Ops are eyeing me
I know they mad now

I got a buffet of bitches
A bouquet of switches
Make you lay in ditches
You know why they got the stiches
She wanna sixty nine I don't fuck with the snitches
Bussing out the lines, yea I sell them for the riches

I can't believe I made it to another day
Ops hunt me down as I get my pay
My glock the only thing with something to say
It speaks you leak turn your whole skin gray

Sipping on whisky
Tryna black out
Please do not test me
I can't go back out
If I gotta leave
Ima pull the mac out
These demons I'm fighting
I can not tap out
Someone please tell me
What they talking bout?
Runnin up on me
Permanent knock out
Tryna smoke with me
I keep the block loud
Ops are eyeing me
I know they mad now

You must like making your momma cry
I told you what would happen if you tried
That hearse only gives you one ride
I pull the slide
It only takes one nine
To take what's mine it rips and breaks your spine
All you got is time
Tick tick tick now I'm outta nines

This world is only getting colder
Tears freeze before they hit your shoulder
Enemies die as I get older
As i get older my life is over

Sipping on whisky
Tryna black out
Please do not test me
I can't go back out
If I gotta leave
Ima pull the mac out
These demons I'm fighting
I can not tap out
Someone please tell me
What they talking bout?
Running up on me
Permanent knock out
Tryna smoke with me
I keep the block loud
Ops are eyeing me
I know they mad now



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Crank
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