The Dozier Himself - Dealer (Green)

This nigga got my number from a plug I had in highschool. Them drugs were zelda, I was gon Link like its hyrule// On the High way...next exit is the pike way. 3 more miles and I merged into the right lane// I grabbed an extra bullet off my night stand...lately, i've been on edge and experiencing nightmares// whoo, I'm smoking out the sack I'm about to sell. but its okay, I'll make it back, I got clientele// Only time will now if this a set up. I been moving in the left lane, about to make the left turn// Left hand on the steering wheel, the other one is gun. with 2 oz's by my feet, if the boys come, I gotta run// I pull up to his crib take the safety off. I grab the jars..and tuck my heat between my draws// Hit'em with a text to meet me at the door. Apartment complex in antioch, so It's a couple floors// walk up, walk in and hittin the skating rink. one is mid, the other ounce is stinky-stink// he wants both, and he wants me to cut a break..I break him off for full price. what the fuck you think?// you hating...yeah he hating....now we conversating. more conversating. I swear he was mock debating// if the price too high dont shop. you cant cop now? thats too bad this dont stop// theres no clock...but we dealing and clocking. quarterback scramble with the sample...no option// This is a game you dont wanna be lost in. I seen winners risk it all on one move, then lost it//

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