Fly By

xan's at 15 make my mind fucked up

life just ain't easy without all these drugs

medicate myself cause I am my own plug

don't trick yourself cause you ain' a thug

 

ox and benz everyday

feelin' like my life a waste

pop a pill and fly away

than get hit with the aftertaste

my mind is up in space

and I am gettin fuckin chased

stomach filled with toxic waste

as i'm about to ejaculate

 

smokin' weed with tree leafs and water bottles

i come up with bars like my name Aristotle

90 on the highway put my foot on the throttle

my three side hoes look like they fuckin models

 

took too many drugs now im epileptic

my bars spread across like an epidemic

fuckin with these drugs that are psychedelic

my mind is racin' and my body is defective

 

Jackson Moon snitched now im on probation

Me and MWong, have no relation

My skin is white but my dick is hatian

I just drank a pint of acid, call that hydration

 

smokin' in the shed with my 3 best friends

but i'm the only one that'll fuck with the benz

I don't feel high no more, gotta cleanse

i live everyday lookin' for the weekend

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the air is clear let's spark up a blunt

when i deal narcotics, i want it upfront

i got a big piece, but i don't stunt

big booty bitch lookin, put it in her cunt

 

DMT in my body, feelin' excersised

i took so many xans even Jesus was surprised

and after my hole body felt paralyzed

my plug gimme sacks that are double supersized

 

spittin' heavy bars like there ain't no tomorrow

growin' up in EG, not in infamous Chicago

4 bitches in my bed, call that a combo

just pushed another brick, but keep it on the down low

 

my bro just threw up in a mothafuckin uber

piece in my draw i don't fuck with intruders

shoot a laser at your eyes like a stormtrooper (make a better line)

screamin' fuck 12 cuz they the party poopers

 

im playin' croquet on my birthday

while im drinkin bombay on a friday

get that gourmet entree by the bay

breakaway from the triple k everyday

get my valet to wear a toupee on a leap day

saute the reggae on a Wednesday

you don't want to sell drugs? than u never been paid

there's no other way in the usa

cookin' up shit like im michael faraday