PILLS//LOOSE THOUGHTS

Game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping

Popping rails like I'm Moby
Jedi mind tricks like I'm Obi
Design flashing like Adobe
Who is Kobe? Where the dope be?
You below me when it comes to making mediocre beats in my room
Eat bologna if you wanna get big, now it's time to feast on my shrooms
Throw your ass through the geosphere
Uppercut you through the atmosphere
Freeze your ass in the cryosphere
And then delete your ass from the biosphere
Too many mother-fucking eyes on me
Just look away, no more rhymes on me
Got too many secrets fuck a diary
If you keep them all you got a library

Pull out the door
Four by four
You know we be stacking dough
Say no more
Got your hoe
Smoking out the fucking dro
Who's up next?
Getting checked
Slaughter out your fucking neck
We the best
No Khaled
Speakers knock your fucking head
Fuck a check
Grab the TEC
Hit the jackpot on the red
Hit the deck
Show respect
Get out what you least expect
When this pass
Hit the gas
My dogs pop up if you lag
Give me slack on the drag
Make this beat go back to back

I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend

Rest my head in my own bed
I haven't been since Wednesday
Thought I had behaved myself
But that ain't what my friends say
Ride around the city in a Vibe that don't got no place
I'm just trying to listen to the music that the bong makes
Hit the fucking scene desensitized to all the bullshit
Bitches listen to me like I'm reading off the pulpit
So fucked up I read the door said push and then I pulled it
Why I wanna slap this hick ass white dude with a mullet?
Nah, I'm just playing
Drank a bottle, smoked a little so I don't know what I'm saying (what I'm saying)
I'll drink some more if someone paying
Don't know how to set myself a limit so I'm fading

My mind is a pocket full of loose thoughts baby
I sit and try to justify the life that thrives on weekends
My mind is a pocket full of loose thoughts baby
But it don't pay like crime, they say I served my fucking sentence
My mind is a pocket full of loose thoughts baby
I sit and try to justify the life that thrives on weekends
My mind is a pocket full of loose thoughts baby
But it don't pay like crime, they say I served my fucking sentence

I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend
I'm popping game like a junkie popping pills, my friend



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Buckley
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