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terror reid - dis substance lyrics

[intro]
[?]
what it do
uh, ay

[verse 1]
i been gone off alcohol can’t get to the bottom of this jug
i hit my plug “come n get me out this hole i dug”
hangs up, i shrug
seem like n0body got the time for me
no time for reid, swallow up my platinum pride and bleed
memorizing lines to leave the house, can’t get out da couch
addys out the pouch actin like they help an ounce
i’m chasing, i’m racing, won’t make it, i’m faded
i face it, forsaken, can’t take it no mo’
i check the top dro, that’s where the powder go
hit up my old hoe, but i burned dat bridge long time ago
know i’m the sh+t, but right now i ain’t sh+t
so i sniff ‘n’ hit the studio but i can’t writе sh+t
where the f+ck i’m supposеd to look?
ain’ know how much i took
no answers in these books
livin’ da life of a cold crook
that’s wat i get right? isn’t that wat u said?
back to the loop, my own demise
livin’ in my head
[chorus]
and just like me, this substance better known to k!ll
but it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
can’t walk da line or hold still
dassa nother pill
and just like me, this substance better known to k!ll
but it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
can’t walk da line or hold still
dassa nother pill

[verse 2]
i said i won’t regret no sh+t i ever did, that’s definite
ain’t heaven sent ‘n’ it’s evident
it’s hard to walk away with a d+ck this big
dirty 30 i’m standin’ st+rdy
hoes on my nuts ‘n’ they dirty
i always worry, dip in a hurry
gotta boss it up gotta use my fury
got sh+t u dont, f+ckin with sh+t u won’t
neva home, these hoes be goin pr+ne
they hittin’ my phone like “why u so alone?”
i been round dat block quite a few times
still pickin dat lock, gotta get my mind in tact
look at da facts, ‘n’ pickup da slack
cuz f+ck ya relations, ain’t complicated
i try to fit in but i ain’t got the patience
i think i’ma s+d+st, don’t wanna be famous
i just wanna stack up my gualla and tell ’em i made it
f+ck what i want, right?
ima stay k!llin’ it on sight
told ’em it won’t be a long fight
boy i could do this sh+t all night
and i will keep it sealed
that’s my b+tch, y’all know da deal
got ten toes down inna game for real
growin’ up like grass wit da mass appeal
flak jack inna mask givin’ caps a peel
matte black cadillac and a pack of pills and a bag of sk!lls
try to match, get skinned alive
can’t stop me now, this game is mine
[chorus]
and just like me, this substance better known to k!ll
but it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
can’t walk da line or hold still
dassa nother

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