Chemical - Sam Lachow, Nacho Picasso, Mario Sweet

Chemical - Sam Lachow, Nacho Picasso, Mario Sweet

Год
2020
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
289030

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Chemical

Sam Lachow, Nacho Picasso, Mario Sweet

How many times will I say I’m done today

How many packs to bust down before the dopes out again

I need to come down

WOAH, I got the key and the lock

AYE, I am a drugdealer dream

WHOOP Call me the cream of crop

WHOOP call me the re to the rock

Why not if the money is good then nobody ever gotta go home

Gotta table full of bags an enabler in a mask we pretending we ain’t outa

control

We just laughin wit our people

Tryin somethin lethal

Man I’ll be damned if the drugs ain’t evil

All in my cerebral, can’t get enough of the real shit

Hanging with the big boys tryna feel big

Take the residue off of the glass plate

Clear it, scoop the last of it, smear it

I don’t recommend a soul to stay near it

Experience years of it and learned some thangs

You wanna dabble wit perks of fame

But you playin wit a burnin flame

Perks and Caine, and worse ill be the first person

To urge you to turn away

I can’t drink without cravin yay

And that’ll have me staying awake for three days

I can’t come down without poppin a xan

And the next day I’m gone repeat the whole thing

For now I

I, count money that we me made on a Friday

Hide the rest of the dope from the dope fiends

Not me though, I’m a bandito

Going in and out of my mind

I say

Lights please, turn off the lights

I don’t want to see what time it is

I don’t want to see tomorrow morning

And I don’t want the sun to rise

Bridge

La da da da

You people are not my friends

Why do I keep letting you in

La da da da

Why are they around when im down

They won’t be there when it counts

For every gram every ounce every any amount

How much a real one weigh

How much real one weigh

How much a real one cost when its not paid

God mode nacho hide me from the blanco

Ridin on that white horse drafted to the Broncos

Sniffin like im pablo got it from the vatos

Locos coco broke hoes and popo’s

Ochos, 8 balls, uh ohs and no no’s

Every time i wake up nach is with a broke nose

Red nose like bozo homeless like hobos

Success was so close it sucks yes the utmost

Outro

Come down down down down down

There are many of us ready to get out out out

When the clock sounds loud in the safe house how

Are you supposed to know how many days you been out

Theres a pain in the sound out your mouth, chemical

The pain is chemical, the remedy is chemical

Ooh woah woah woah

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