Vic Spencer & August Fanon - Scheduled Narcotics

Fuck
I gotta wake up the same damn time as everybody else
I need to get the fuck out of this place word
The fuck
Take the situation to second base
Back in the days I had a beeper with the leather case
Sack of the haze I shoot the shot didn't have to hesitate
Relax in the shade cuz out here you can Levitate
Looney and coo coo call me the fucking special ed
Grant hospital them bitches gone try to give me meds
Sick of that I didn't do nothing I didn't eat the led
Credibility ability to jet
Like a chick niggas wanna get flown out
Ding dong ditch to the god damn wrong house
You know how shit go never cop weed from the citgo
That's the reason you go crazy and y'all niggas some sickos
Bankroll bigger than five packs of ramen noodles
Lot of rappers is sweeter than toaster strudel
Who knew Vic would survive getting all fly for the fuck of it
In forteen days I found a chick I could be fucking with
Down for nigga or she down for her needs
Found down the line that she wasn't really down for me
That's the correct answer multiple choices I'm not good with those
Looking froze sticky situation from the cookie dough
I'm in between being real and being realer
You gone be a fake as fuck like a nigga thinking he selling Killa
Grant hospital them bitches gone try to give me meds
All I needed was Mary J Blige My Life on cassette
That's all I needed and a couple of AA batteries man
I would've been straight man they try to give me all type of insulin and shit
I ain't even old they got Prozac in the cup and shit
Fuck

Written by:
Victor Spencer

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