Chorus
I know every word that you say, so I don't really care about you or your apologies
This is what I say, cause I don't give a f*ck
And you know that don't so please don't bother me
I know every word that you say, so I don't really care about you or your apologies
This is what I say, cause I don't give a f*ck
And you know that don't cause I'm a druggie
Verse
Time or two I've been dealt with struggles
This time it's gonna be different cousin
We gonna get them platinum plaques
We gonna be where the bitches at
F*ckin' and smokin' dope
Babbage to killa dro
That's just how shit goes, we motha f*ckin' druggies bro
Good ol' American pot head is what my mama labeled me
Thrown into society where all there is, is drugs for me
So, I run for the corner to get a bag of the weed bro
Light that shit up and take it to the f*ckin' dome hoe
You know me, the K A Z, the same mother f*cker who was throwin' it up
Now I'm on my motha f*ckin' front porch sittin' here steady lightin' it up
Now tell me, what you gonna do?
Keep it straight, or keep it high?
What's your motha f*ckin' reason for not puffin' upon the la?
Sky high, I'm red eye, Bloodshot down to the curb
Damn, what's the word?
I'm gonna give these motha f*ckas somethin' they ain't never heard
Over there, what ya want?
Keep ya mind on what ya taught
From Detroit to the Deep South
We gonna keep this shit poppin' loud.
Verse 2
These are daily battles
And I don't run for cover
And I never fear the man that walks the sand and leads me to the river
These are the dreams that I always perceive
And I don't know what they mean, so I take it to the f*ckin' green
And I smoke up, and I don't really care
If heaven is a dream, than life is a nightmare
All these kids around me that I don't even know
They pretend to be my friends, but in the end, they always show what they all about
Robbin' and stealin' shit
Some of these motha f*ckas can't even handle it
Bitch, this is new shit
Behind the scenes exclusive
With a yankee white boy
With two auto toys
Don't make a killa get stupid
KazX - Druggies Lyrics
KazX - Druggies Lyrics
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Chorus
I know every word that you say, so I don't really care about you or your apologies
This is what I say, cause I don't give a f*ck
And you know that don't so please don't bother me
I know every word that you say, so I don't really care about you or your apologies
This is what I say, cause I don't give a f*ck
And you know that don't cause I'm a druggie
Verse
Time or two I've been dealt with struggles
This time it's gonna be different cousin
We gonna get them platinum plaques
We gonna be where the bitches at
F*ckin' and smokin' dope
Babbage to killa dro
That's just how shit goes, we motha f*ckin' druggies bro
Good ol' American pot head is what my mama labeled me
Thrown into society where all there is, is drugs for me
So, I run for the corner to get a bag of the weed bro
Light that shit up and take it to the f*ckin' dome hoe
You know me, the K A Z, the same mother f*cker who was throwin' it up
Now I'm on my motha f*ckin' front porch sittin' here steady lightin' it up
Now tell me, what you gonna do?
Keep it straight, or keep it high?
What's your motha f*ckin' reason for not puffin' upon the la?
Sky high, I'm red eye, Bloodshot down to the curb
Damn, what's the word?
I'm gonna give these motha f*ckas somethin' they ain't never heard
Over there, what ya want?
Keep ya mind on what ya taught
From Detroit to the Deep South
We gonna keep this shit poppin' loud.
Verse 2
These are daily battles
And I don't run for cover
And I never fear the man that walks the sand and leads me to the river
These are the dreams that I always perceive
And I don't know what they mean, so I take it to the f*ckin' green
And I smoke up, and I don't really care
If heaven is a dream, than life is a nightmare
All these kids around me that I don't even know
They pretend to be my friends, but in the end, they always show what they all about
Robbin' and stealin' shit
Some of these motha f*ckas can't even handle it
Bitch, this is new shit
Behind the scenes exclusive
With a yankee white boy
With two auto toys
Don't make a killa get stupid
I know every word that you say, so I don't really care about you or your apologies
This is what I say, cause I don't give a f*ck
And you know that don't so please don't bother me
I know every word that you say, so I don't really care about you or your apologies
This is what I say, cause I don't give a f*ck
And you know that don't cause I'm a druggie
Verse
Time or two I've been dealt with struggles
This time it's gonna be different cousin
We gonna get them platinum plaques
We gonna be where the bitches at
F*ckin' and smokin' dope
Babbage to killa dro
That's just how shit goes, we motha f*ckin' druggies bro
Good ol' American pot head is what my mama labeled me
Thrown into society where all there is, is drugs for me
So, I run for the corner to get a bag of the weed bro
Light that shit up and take it to the f*ckin' dome hoe
You know me, the K A Z, the same mother f*cker who was throwin' it up
Now I'm on my motha f*ckin' front porch sittin' here steady lightin' it up
Now tell me, what you gonna do?
Keep it straight, or keep it high?
What's your motha f*ckin' reason for not puffin' upon the la?
Sky high, I'm red eye, Bloodshot down to the curb
Damn, what's the word?
I'm gonna give these motha f*ckas somethin' they ain't never heard
Over there, what ya want?
Keep ya mind on what ya taught
From Detroit to the Deep South
We gonna keep this shit poppin' loud.
Verse 2
These are daily battles
And I don't run for cover
And I never fear the man that walks the sand and leads me to the river
These are the dreams that I always perceive
And I don't know what they mean, so I take it to the f*ckin' green
And I smoke up, and I don't really care
If heaven is a dream, than life is a nightmare
All these kids around me that I don't even know
They pretend to be my friends, but in the end, they always show what they all about
Robbin' and stealin' shit
Some of these motha f*ckas can't even handle it
Bitch, this is new shit
Behind the scenes exclusive
With a yankee white boy
With two auto toys
Don't make a killa get stupid
Writer: Kaz X
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC