Budd Dwyer - Grams To Kilograms lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Jchetta] Catch me moving my life like a mixture Mix up my d** like a blender Shout out my doctor he scripting, blending I'm faded I'm tippin' Just poured a 8th of prescription Just rearranged me a victim Really no need for no diggin' rather him sleep with the fishes Scrimmy "Don't shoot him" don't listen Couple of Xanax, we gifted Couple of problems we live in Whole lot of gaudy in my system Feel like we Jordan and pimpin' Six rings up on them 6 digits 6 pints of lean and still sippin' Ga**in' my lungs every minute Never the type to admit it Sharing they knowledge, they trippin' Never no talking, no snitching f** all y'all sneakin' and dissin' f** if you get in my vision, I see the end and I'm widdit You can not match me, I'm different I'm a walking [?] [Verse 2: Tommy with da Tommy] Break it down Smoke a pound, young and sipping codeine Promethazine love my lean, sippin' since 18 Been on them corners, coming down Swerving indo in the attic Sipped an 8th, I can't think Gone off that drink Gone off that drink Creepin' in the alley rolling off the addy f**ing on a b**h that like to call me daddy Laughing at these rappers that we overlappin' I done missed 5 bars with a couple tabs Different day, same d** Can't complain I'm too numb Triple six, crucifix, blazed in reverse Smoking in on a hearse I was born cursed