War on Drugs lyrics

Pink toes wylin, they the softest race
I don’t hit n*ggas’ blunts, sh*t’s often laced
Demon pig wanna try me, so he fallin’ straight
n*ggas wanna masquerade, so I call ‘em fake
Went ghost, took it back to my foundation
Morph relaxed, smoke packs in front of foul racists
I don’t make a deal with him if his hands shaking
n*ggas going nowhere, you’ll be found hatin’
Stay patient life, got many phases
I seek greatness, keep away from the faceless
Different strains lit, y'all rap about the same sh*t
Get a J [?], all these crackas tasteless
Breaking evеry mold, king found his own way
No attention to the poems that thе clones make
This honkys think it’s all sweet ‘til a life lost
My n*ggas come and take yo’ jewels, that’s a trife cost
We wrote the book in the slang, you can't duplicate
My squad never miss and all them n*ggas shootin’ straight
We hit the pig in the dome, he won't recuperate
I been known it’s the feds really moving on the way, n*gga
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It’s the feds really moving on the way, n*gga