Grams of green in sandwich baggies
,3.5 on the eights I shoot into pockets
all through the night feeding them lies
and pipe dreams till they hit Rock
Bottom watch your six or you'll get
busted fast than a condom went from
grams to ounces Smoking pounds
bags of bad intentions but I'm gonna
get more than a couple pennies for
these bad thoughts Crossed over to
the other side couple of times on the
Downside fear no demons I'll never hide
No seat belts no hands on the wheel is
how I'm riding anything but my tongue
I'm Biting
©droneking
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