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It goes down, down, down when the plug is in town My prescriptions, fill 'em out, pills get passed around Run, run, run, run away from my pain now I feel like passin' out, why do I feel irrational? Runnin' out of pills, now it's time to ration out Until the plug come back around Until the plug come back around Sometimes it just be hard, man Everybody got they demons, everybody got they vices Everybody got they own opinion on what life is When's that beef sh*t lifeless? One, two, three, four, five, six hundred I was just counting my sins Everywhere I go, I see dark, don't know where to begin Every morning on my knees, praying to God that we win f**k it, let's win it then I got rich, bought my momma a crib How much are you willing to spend? This money don't mean sh*t But I still put them diamonds on my wrist to make n***as sea sick But lately I been on my deep sh*t On that life is a mountain and n***as don't know how steep it is We'll give it all away, just to stay sane They be playin' the same games Duckin' and dodgin' all my pain Still a gun on my waist (Hey) Shoot a f**k n***a in the face (Okay) But it's back inside my brain Nowadays sh*t isn't really the same Super serious, this sh*t ain't a game I feel delirious, beast in the cage Gettin' furious, but I ain't fearin' it All my demons standin' up in my face Just poured lean in the Minute Maid Drank so dirty it need a maid (Damn, that's some dirty ass drank, ayy)
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