Cuz Lightyear - TASTE LIKE DRUGS lyrics

[Intro] That p**y don't belong to me, it's just my turn Don't act like something's wrong with me, somethin' that I learned You really don't know me so don't get too cozy, no Stand far from these phonies, they Cuban Zirconis broke You see what I'm rolling, always six oh-in', Locs Was high when I wrote this, you shouldn't promote this dope [Verse 1] Being young is my excuse for everything Switchin' moods every time the weather change Summer time just a couple months away Dodging rain drops 'til middle of May Time to slide, girl, I know you wanna stay Girl, you fine, but this money callin' me Lock it down, you might be the ball and chain Number one, only second to my gang, yeah I made some promises I'ma keep 'em, been plottin' on all kind of sh** Ain't no secret, my plug name anonymous Got a whole lot of common, that's common sense I was born like this, blame my environment Play yourself out these streets, no retirement Keep it solid the only requirement Took a whole lot of pain to inspire this, uh-huh More than you'll ever know Long nights on Gresham Road Pick up another load Different day, different phones Can't let 'em do me wrong I'ma speak on the truth 'til they prove me wrong I don't make no excuses, I hold my own Yeah, this sh** pay the rent but I'm never home, nope [Chorus] I'm tripping off these substances I don't even know how much this is You might not want to f** with this f** around and fall in love with this [Verse 2] Being young is my excuse for everything Mama told me get the money, f** the fame Firk' used to say, "What if tomorrow never came?" Tomorrow here, but now you gone like yesterday Busting juggs in my Alexander Wang Showin' signs, so you know what set I claim You know my kind always go against the grain, ayy Yeah,I'll be right here when you ready Why you call that broke boy "daddy"? He a deadbeat Lil Pakistani, I'm a nightmare on Elm Street Do my dirty all by my lonely, only rollin' one deep Put that on my mama Stack the dough, let it pile up Can't look forward to karma When you robbin' the robbers How I know if it's real? Let me taste, how it feel? Ooh, this feel just like a pill Ooh, this give me the chills [Chorus] I'm tripping off these substances I don't even know how much this is You might not want to f** with this f** around and fall in love with this