Buckwild - Narcotics Anonymous lyrics

[Hook] I'm addicted to the d**, I can't stop moving them I'm addicted to the d**, I can't stop using them I'm addicted to the d**, I can't stop moving them I'm addicted to the d**, I can't stop using them [Verse 1 – Meyhem Lauren] Don't get it twisted dog, I just said no Somebody showed me how to make d** flow I don't use em to get high, just for getting fly Started with a couple ounces just for getting by Now we pa**ed that, workers moving fast black I wake up every day thinking where the cash at The opposite side of addiction is still an addiction That's like a high for me each time I fill a prescription Waking up in cold sweats, looking for a missed call Still about that fast life, moving like a pitched ball Shaking and pacing when that good product's not around If that ain't here then Imma have to get it out of town [Hook] [Verse 2 – Meyhem Lauren] This addiction got me conflicted, my social life diminished Every time I chill with b**hes I just think about my spinach I ain't worried bout scoring, I'm already winning This world's an ocean filled with money and my mind is swimming Thinking bout how I can bottle it and keep it f** the weak sh**, my n***as still get work the cheapest Ain't no secret, I'm an addict with a habit I got to have it cause my spending is elaborate [Hook][x2] [Verse 3 – Heems] Yo, lucky for you your number one custy Is nice with the bars, no I never been rusty Nice with the knife but I never tried to cut meat Drown my emo sh** on wet, get dusted I guess I decided I'd try anything once 11 out in Queens, Heemy puffing on the blunt And no it ain't a gateway, beginning to a great day Made me feel a great way, still f**ing great, ay I don't give a f** about no shape up, let's get it started If I don't shape up, I'm dearly departed Find your boy dazed, stinking up the apartment I guess looking back, drinking's where it started I was 13, yo I thought it was jiggy Son rolling round drinking Cisco and 151 Now I'm almost 30 and worried about my liver Yeah it make me shiver and so I pray to Shiva So f** a shape up, I said "call me when you wake up" Made 5 stacks off a show, get your cake up My life is for the taking, dough you can rake in If you don't got a conscience say when And where, I'll meet you, I got a whip Probably shouldn't be driving in the f**ing state I'm in But there you go, textbook drug seeking behavior I don't even know, Jesus think I need a savior Think I need something, couple things Yo Mey, you could meet me, bring a couple things Leaning off that codeine, you can spot me from the limp Yo I'll meet you at the studio bring a lobster and scrimp I should've never told that doctor that my neck hurts Now it's 5 am, running around the sector with Hector I'm blowing cash man, can we work out something special? Off the record reckon, spit a free verse for your record [Outro – Heems & (Meyhem Lauren)] Is that good? Is that enough bars? Can I get my f**ing sh** now man (Yeah I got you) What is that 29 bars, how much sh** get me? (Imma hold you down son, just cross the street right, go in the building. There's gonna be a n***a with a mink hat on. He's gone point you to a little girl on a scooter, she's rocking a blonde wig. She's gone hand it to you, alright? Good looking. One.)