Records And Drugs

Darling, yes, I've missed you
On the last nights of September
Waiting for a chance to tell you
How I really feel
I've been wasted on my own
Cause much more fun when you're with friends
And I've been a little more grown up since I had to grow up
I watch these snakes slither and switch their whole tones up
I watch these new rappers blow deals on a seal
I got some kids that shoot shit for the thrills

Cause some of my hommies sell records
But most of my friends sell drugs
I get this all, for alone
The feel for the high, as the drugs

Some of my hommies sell records
But most of my friends sell drugs
I get this all, for alone
Re-flip for the high that's the juug

I ain't seen you since last winter
Used to curve her, now I chase her
It can all be striped away from you, at any time
Selfish tendencies are ugly
Jealousy don't look good on you
Got me fucked up, and you think that
I ain't getting mine

Some of my hommies sell records
But most of my friends sell drugs
I get this all, for alone
Re-flip for the high that's the juug

Some of my hommies sell records
But most of my friends sell drugs
I get this all, for alone
Re-flip for the high that's the juug

Some of my hommies sell records
But most of my friends sell drugs
I get this all, for alone
Re-flip for the high that's the juug

Some of my hommies sell records
But most of my friends sell drugs
I get this all, for alone
Re-flip for the high that's the juug