Coke Line Lyrics

Featuring Agallah

Nigga you still my stand many can't fade us
You should hang yourself like Tyler, The Creator
Life ain't fair a saint gets boarded a serial killer is born
Evil gets rewarded, dear lord y'all vision is distorted
And I wanna save the world but my budget can't afford it
But I deserve that guap like Kanye and Curtis
I made with the light before I met with riga mortis
42 and owning the mic retire perfect
Couple new niggers hot now they claiming he burnest
They asking brackets spit on the sun and burn it
It's all dusk and guilty and you already know the verdict
Yeah I'm in the club popping bottles on my whack
With a magic Johnson portable aids test
Looking up this dame's dress but I don't mean no harm
I mean no acid ratchet rack racket try a boss

Life's like sniffing up a coke line (x8)

Hey yo listen , life is like sniffing up a coke line
Take a scripture out of the bible and I wrote mine
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Barmageddon with bars Scarface the world is mine
Dollar bills I'ma burn them the system are overturning
New government is emerging all doing alot of scourging
It's like I'm fucking a virgin know my dick is determined
I'm spitting verbal verbing hate rats like Walt Verman ,
This cargo rap music makes you wanna act stupid
Ignorant son of a bitch fuck rap music
Whites doing black music, blacks doing white music
We could all get along and make fight music
I live this shit I don't even like music
Rather to a heist to it silence the lambs
Most niggers in my hood is dying for grands

Life's like sniffing up a coke line (x8)

Me and Ras set up sharp I came with the pot
Cooked on a stove top till it form to a rock
Tell shawty hit the block we about to get the guap
Don't talk to the cops respect me like your pops
Me and Ag set up shop he came with the pot
Cooked on a stove top till it form to a rock
Tell shawty hit the block We about to get the guap
Don't talk to the cops respect me like your pops