Dope Shit Caskey

[Intro]
This is crack, rock cocaine
It isn't glamorous or cool or kid stuff
Yeah, uh bitch check check one two
I been cooking this dope, ho

[Verse 1]
Look, back inside this bitch with my eyes wide
Pussy boy with nine lives
This is a homicide, what is that five pies
Broke it down, served it all to five guys
A burger and some fries, a dead man told me I got murder in my eyes
And I had to disagree, except for the time that I got that misdeme (misdemeanor)
Wanted to kill that cop, but he had a Glock and I had a history
Viciously pulled over my car, maliciously searched throughout my whole goddamn trunk
Now they convicting me of felonies, y'all acting like I'm selling keys
What y'all tryin' to scrooge me, bitch I'm about to Eben-ease my way out this whole situation
Delegations with Masons done had my money inflatin'
But now it seem like Satan always be on my side, so for KPE I ride
I do this shit to the day I die, motherfuckers hate on the way I vibe
But a hater gon' hate, I'm a do what I got to homeboy cause I got to
Tell them don't judge I'm not you, see I roll through when the crop due
And I cop two roll one, blow it down with my old cuz
We reminiscing on old times, like all we playing is Bone Thugs
See old heads they showed love, some of y'all oppose me
Supposedly, but they can never dispose of me