Cocaine

"We gon' make it rock and ROLLS, uh!

Hey! All you gotta do, is yell out one word

And the word is, cocaine

CAN YOU DO THAT?! I'll tell you when..."

Uhh.. dear Coke, what's the deal? How you been?

It been a little second since we was gettin it in

Know I kinda abandoned you, but you know what?

This music shit was promisin, look I'm 'bout to blow up

But I'm never huggin the strip in my old Chucks, tryin to get mo' bucks

Dodgin the gold truck, we had it sewn up

You ain't get no cut, still you pumped for me

You was just happy that we both lived comfortably

What up with Dope and them niggaz? They still gettin gwap?

They had the whole block itchin like the chickenpox

Aiyyo Cook, 'member you used to get in the pot?

Come out actin hard, how many pleas did niggaz cop?

Like how how many ways to get money y'all niggaz got?

And I'll be down, I post up faithfully at 6 o'clock

But nah, it's been me and my dudes since day one

We ain't lookin for partners, step up your game son

Sometimes I wonder if you miss me

Man I miss you even though that life is riskier

(Cocaine, hehehe)

My dude, when push come to shove

The reason all them police clowns look in glove

when they stop the V, heard you fuckin with Keisha

You let her start fuckin wit'chu? I know, what's a brother to do?

She was always sniffin around since, back in the day

She of age now, she know the mind games you played

I know you got her feenin, runnin back for more

Knowin yo' dirty ass you probably ran up in that raw

So she open (she open) me I'm still datin

This music take all my time and these girls ain't got patience

But fuck these bitches, what up with these snitches? Is niggaz tellin?

Must be a new day, used to lose your toupees for yellin

Glad that I ain't a felon, they never caught you with me

If they only knew that you had grew to a quarter a week

I'da been on the phone up north orderin briefs

Sweat pants and somethin white, socks on the feet

But they didn't, coulda been different

I thought about that while this kite was bein written, listen!

(Cocaine, hehehe)

Guess what I'm tryin to say is I'm done

We had fun, not to sound like a jerk but I won

I'm doin things the right way cause you showed me wrong

The people bump our stories when I throw it on a song

I'ma ride this thing out until the motor gone

And when the road get bumpy I'm still holdin on

'Til I'm out the project grass and gotta mow the lawn

The sky is the limit but you know Joe try and go beyond

But God forbid that don't work, I never went soft

I'm back in the hood pickin right up where we left off

This is a heads up, don't count me out dawg

If things don't go right I'm goin left like a southpaw

Back to punchin dudes in their face for tryin mouth off

Servin all the fiends that be tryin to get they couch off

Aiyyo Coke, don't forget about the kid

Might need you one day if I happen to get up out the biz

Never forgot where I came from

Where I first started to scoop my little bit of change from

(Cocaine) That's his name, son

That's his name, nigga

"Hey! All you gotta do, is yell out one word

And the word is, cocaine

CAN YOU DO THAT?! I'll tell you when..."