Chris Karell - Whole Sack of Dope lyrics

"WHOLE SACK OF DOPE" [verse1:] Money makes the whole world spin, if you lacking it then yours won't rotate As a result, n***as chasing p**y in hopes that it somehow compensates Young, broke and handsome, so accustomed to the random Nuttin' on women we ain't know, but still hit since we're so numb Johnny hit me on me my cellphone Saying times are hard like cement floors Mom's wrestling with cancer and I'm the closest friend to a pastor "Don't wanna bother with issues I can't handle myself To completely tell the truth, even some money wouldn't help But at least I could pay my tenant a small part of the rent Plus my girl has left, saying she scared of where this thing might end Prolly s**ing on some n***a dick, should've listened back then You warned me but I kept my faith in cupid, how stupid I am Nevermind, looking at my plate I got a bigger fish to fry I'm hitting rock bottom and I can't fathom what's happening right now I never been one of them n***as resorting to endorphines or liquor, rather be chilling but what is a n***a to do when life's pointing a gun at your head and the index finger's almost pulling the trigger? - Go out and figure Lately, I been tryna find God Each day I work my a** off Paying taxes and bills off What have I done to deserve this?- Let me know" [Chorus:] Dope, right now I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now Cuz I got holes in my pockets Yeah, I said dope, right now I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now Cuz I got holes in my pockets [verse2:] In terms of empty pockets I'm a connoisseur, I get it Music cost me quite a fortune Just for someone to hate on it When they be on their pads, behind their screens It's easy to tear everything - down But this is something that I'd die for The hours I lost I can't catch up And being conscious is a hustle It don't make dollars 'less you're K. Dot Or Common Otherwise, you're prolly way too common If you ain't played in the club then n***a you not really poppin' Anyway, I'm working till my voice gives up on me You should too if anybody's ever told ya, you ain't sh** This for all the fathers, baby-mommas fighting for their kids Work their fingers to the bones for them to have what they ain't had Goddamn, when you're as low as this There's only one way you can co-exist With pain - how's the blunt? Let me know, yeah [Chorus:] Dope, right now I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now Cuz I got holes in my pockets Yeah, I said dope, right now I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now I'm blowin' a whole sack of dope, right now Cuz I got holes in my pockets