Goon On Tha Track - Addiction lyrics

Pop that f**ing bottle Just wait until the bottom You'll say "let me out" I know you think you gottem But sufferin' through relapse? That's another problem Withdrawal make you itchy Legs numb You feelin' b**hy Welcome to addiction Addiction ain't no fiction Addiction make you fight Addiction is a mission Addiction not simple like doin' simple addition Addictions is bait There's dealers that be fishin' Now you stuck on a hook Not one that win you grammy's Come in and take a look The man got somethin' to hand me Worried I'm a cop He stops to check and scan me Tryin' to sell the same sh** that k**ed his mom and nanny But can you really blame him? This man has a family He suffered peer pressure He had to make deposit Smugglin' like he lesser He hides it in his closet He can't rewind time Nevermind even pause it He resorted to this crime To get money in his wallet He's got rent to pay You really think he could stall it? Some of these men grow up They become musician Some of these men f** up And they just go to prison Some of these men They stay in one position So there's those who sell And those who end up buyin' If you buyin' man I know you really cryin' Just know your mind is lyin' But you just gotta start tryin' Withdrawal feel like dyin' It will have you sighin' Just keep track of days Count em' like you myan You'll finally look down And say "I know who I am" Man it feels good To finally triumph Seein' people like this Really rips through tissue Sure people crack jokes Say it's not an issue But reality is real And friends are beneficial Sure habits are choices But are the choices official? First habits were free Now they've gotten fiscal Looks like time to ration You're only down to a fist full Not sure if you seen my state Their problems with needles Dealers have it great But it's makin' us feeble Puttin' angels on angel dust That's what makes em' evil Cities so busy Look at the bustle Streets leave you dizzy Have to learn to hustle You'll fall victim slowly It'll seem so subtle From takin' daily double To takin' quintuple It's still the kinda sh** That break a married couple We all call it addiction But it's really a struggle Peacin' your d**h together f** this damn puzzle We all have out trouble Lemme ask; what's yours? Mine is pressure of enemies Hidin' behind closed doors sh**'s been really bendin' me Got me on all fours We all reach out for help People will always ignore it I suggested survivor mentality Now you should explore it Should'nt have to repeat myself So f** the damn chorus