Anthony Kannon & desisclever - Avril Lavigne

1, 2, 3 to the 4
Smoke 'till a nigga can't smoke no more
Loyalty costs you, respect come cheap
Life is expensive, and death comes free
Mom and dad used to sell crack to the fiends
Letting white girl rock like...
Head shot, he bout dead as can be
Y'all get popped, then get brunch with the head of police
Lived a whole different life that you never will see
And if the world thinks I'm lying, then that's better for me
I came from a era where clout is a drug
Used to hit licks for a ounce of some bud
Holes in the wall, house full of slugs
Talked out his neck, got a mouth full of blood
Knock a tooth out
Found out where he lived, had to move out-get a new house
Switch locations, like he change his clothes
In the trunk of the car, got 36 O's
You know it ain't raw if you cut the coke
She ski with her nose, tryna run the slopes
Plug dropped off 'bout 100 boats
Downtown, 2 pounds in the bubble coat
Head shot, he bout dead as can be
Y'all get popped, then get brunch with the head of police
Lived a whole different that you never will see
And if the world think I'm lying, then that's better for me
Mom and dad used to sell crack to the fiends
Letting white girl rock-like Avril Lavigne
Packs on deck, thats what I mean
It was passed down to me, that's in the genes
Still have nightmares of catching a hot one
Pops told me I can't be moving without one
Brings a new meaning to riding shotgun
I'll pop you, still be there when the cops come
I might play stupid, but I'm not dumb
They promised me cake, and I got crumbs
Never took a L when the stock plunge
My bitch spoiled, treat her like milk in the hot sun
1, 2, 3 to the 4
Smoke till a nigga can't smoke no more
Loyalty costs you, respect comes cheap
Life is expensive, death comes free
Mom and dad used to sell crack to the fiends
Letting white girl rock like Avril Lavigne

Written by:
Anthony Henry

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